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my bro swing that pistol out the f+ckin’ range
how you say you next you ain’t put in pain
i have been poppin’ drugs f+ckin’ up my brain
i don’t want your love lil’ hoe you insane

i been poppin’ sh+t i’m on fye
if he talkin down know we all finna slide
if it’s beef ab my bx i’m finna ride
if he talk bout the family he finn die
yea
my wrist c+3po
f+ck my f+ckin po
he’s a f+ckin peon
made that hoe hit c note
he talks sh+t he doa
i’m so fly like rio
me, spyne, xayna, trio
i put holes in his chest like a number nine shirt
how that boy music so ass but he critique my work
all this codeine in my cup ima need a doctor
ion need none of these hoes got my die or rider
got my diе or ride
we on time wе slide
my fit number nine
i got 2 glocks like a mf can’t decide
she gon go do what she want yuh she don’t care she fine
ain’t regular type of b+tch you see outside
you don’t even know what i be on
count up all my dough like okay
how you tryna ride on my f+ckin wave
what the f+ckin f+ck you so late
what the f+ck had took you so long
what the fk u tryna be on
you gon get cropped out the photo
take take, take take take me away
that boy sipping on some nyquil omg it’s so fake
all my drugs they real
b+tch i been countin’ a lot uhuh
you don’t know how that feel
pull up with that f+ckin glock uhuh
bx i shoot to k!ll
my bro swing that pistol out the f+ckin range
how you say you next you ain’t put in pain
i been poppin’ drugs f+ckin up my brain
i don’t want yo love lil hoe you insane

my bro swing that pistol out the f+ckin range
how you say you next you ain’t put in pain
i been poppin’ drugs f+ckin up my brain
i don’t want yo love lil hoe you insane

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