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I pulled up to Chiraq with my own guns
I told Herb, you ain't got let me hold none
I just popped me a perc, this the second one
I'll whip a brick like a baby, good negligence
I just put a two on topside, black excellence
I cook dope all day, I'm the Goat wit' it

Niggas in the way, I see money Imma go get it
40 on me now and if I freeze I ain't no limit
Shorty 'nem a squeeze up a school ain't got no feelings
Only speak to G's, don't get pleased by a hoe feelings
Family shouldn't mix with the streets, ain't no reason

Do bad business, fuckin with that bag, have my mans kill 'em

[Sada Baby]
Flip 'em, I get a nigga bitch robbed
See an opp, gon get him dropped I ain't Big Squad
It's 150, wit' 55 can't let shit slide
I'm from the Eastside, you ain't see no nigga this live
Get that boi shit bag, catch a nigga blow his shit out
Don't make me get out
Do-wop and Skilla pull them clips out

[G-Herbo]
Lil' bro made em shut the club down, nigga flipped out
Seen this shit, open close range, face ripped out

Caught so many stupid niggas walking outta bitch house
It ain't shit to fund a couple wars, I'm so rich now
We get on that boy ass, better get 'round em
Probably that Trackhawk Jeep where we found 'em

[Sada Baby]
Every other day I'm buying bops for my niggas 'nem
Lame nigga keep chasing clout, we gon' get at him
And every shot we send at him subliminal, we drillin' him
He acting like a bitch, doubt he fire, he too feminine

[G-Herbo]
I got Runflats on my tires cause we in this shit

5 glicks, we be 4-7 cause we in the 6
What I tell you bout a nigga age, they ain't innocent
I be reminiscing we was hot heads, drillin' shit

[Sada Baby]
I rememberin'
All the bitches that was into me
We got intimate, and then I left and made them ignorant
I'm inconsiderate, don't give a fuck cause I'm belligerent
And deliberate, I end my enemies with 50 clips

[G-Herbo]
Squeeze Militant
Went on missions then I'm ignorant
Stay listening, taught myself cause I got disipline

Diamonds glistening, that ain't shit I paid a brick for this
Made an M this year and ain't do shit, now that's arithmetic
Made an M and I can't even travel ain't that bout a bitch?
Niggas taking shit up in the street, but ain't that bout a bitch?
Go to NY, imma tote a scalpel I ain't got a blick
Same Glock be yours automatic, mine shit got a switch

[Sada Baby]
Burns on my back, so I keep a burner in the trap
I send a nigga to his grave, if it's bout a bag
Drop body, tell nobody bout it I ain't gotta brag
4-5 or the 0-9, gotta lotta mags
Bust them knives on your ass, ain't no more changes

Up this Drac' on yo ass, give you close casket
I shot an opp bitch too since them hoes askin
Hold the AR to my stomach like we slow dancin'

[G-Herbo]
Kidnap a nigga just to kill 'em, it ain't no ransom
Ride with the clique, fuck a bitch, we ain't romancin'
Whoop a nigga quick, all kicks, call it no hands
Pressure on they hoe ass, no pass, no chances
This bitch will fall off your waist, can't do no dancing
Oppers can't even get near me, ain't got no transit
Fucking off in a foreign till we blow trans'
My bro shoot this bitch from half, like he go to Kansas

And I shot that bitch from close, like I go to Duke
For Chris and Calvin, throwin' C's, like I roll with Snoop

[Sada Baby]
And Campanella throwin' P's, know I'm Skubaru
Big Squad fresh, stomp a nigga, Phi Gamma woo
I just smoked eleventeen blunts up in Illinois
When I link up with your smut, I won't get annoyed
When I break up with that butt, I won't fill a void
I just made another 100 racks, I was aiming for it
Open up 10 traps you can get employed
Get another 20 stripes you can get dead
Sip the Tryst by itself, Wock with the red

I could buy another brick and put it on your head
I could aim it at you or shoot it at your mans
Once you put it on the floor, you takin' the L

I pulled up to Chiraq with my own guns
I told her, you ain't got let me hold none
I just popped me a perc, this the second one
How I whip a brick like a baby, good negligence
I just put a two on topside, black excellence
I cook dope all day, I'm the Goat wit' it

Niggas in the way, I see money Imma go get it
40 on me nine, if I freeze I ain't know limit
Shorty ??? ain't got no feelings
Only speak to G's, don't get pleased bout a hoe feelings
Family shouldn't mix with the streets, ain't no reason

Do bad business, fuckin with that bag, have my mans kill 'em

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