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[intro]
buh, buh, uh, uh
i’m finna get too old to fight, i swear to god (i’m finna+finna pop out)
i swear to god
this n+gga said he gettin’ too old to fight
that n+gga said he is+ “my back f+cked up and sh+t”
your hear me?

[verse 1]
i’m finna pop out with steel like logan
b+tch, don’t get down for yo’ knees, keep on chokin’
i need some cover, lil’ b+tch, i’m reloading
my bro a hacker, yo’ drug get decoded
finna roll nothin’, well, b+tch, i’m reloading
i’m loading, i’m loading, i’m loading, lil’ b+tch, i’m too od
i stomp him in boots, tryna show i’m him some [?]
slidin’ in masks like we got ebola
i got my army in all+white soldiers
he tried to snake, got the head of a cobra
bad, broke b+tch, she shop at fashion nova
[?] supernova
got too many drums, they know when it’s over
i’m countin’ this b+tch while she rollin’ over
get tapped in the crib, got me talkin’ slower
i’m told unc told me to trap out the motorola
lacing them rounds, he a high roller
stackin’ my bread ’til it fall over (ahh)
in the grass, put his head in the lawnmower (ahh)
[verse 2]
off two+hundred, that boy get bipolar
g+flex trigger give f+ck ’bout who swoler
when the drac’ kick can’t even control her
come to the sea show you the [?]
that [?] spider, dumb as the f+ck
he said [?], i can’t even hold ya
i can have a gallon of the wock’
[?] trap, all the bros went for you
fifth bl!ck clip on me, i’m reloaded
[?] sh+t like i’m bowling
sippin’ on green, finna f+ck up is colon
p+ssy too good, i gotta f+ck with a trojan
i’m in her stomach, i can tell cause she’s curling
pop two pills, i ain’t even got me hurling
he see my face, choppa kick, got him hurdling

[bridge]
h+ll, yall see my face yall f+ckin’ tuck yall tails
p+ssy ass boy, you was t++thin’ bones when you see me
don’t duck that narrative, don’t change that sh+t neither
you know what it is

[verse 3]
turn up the bass, tell my managers [?]
in philly with two poles, gillie and wallo
they both in the pictures [?] told him “swallow”
hop out the gym, swear to god i ain’t lackin’
he see my face, [?] like he jackin’
whole lotta trim, i pop out like a kraken
he flexin’ whole lotta guns, finna sn+tch them
pop at the crib, he get stuck on the mattress
n+gga tried call me a b+tch, you geek
arp knock off his sides, n+gga sweet
payback in action, all that talkin’ cheap
box on his head, i turn into greek freak
[outro]
f+ck n+gga

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