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[intro]
bang

[verse 1: dkoolpharaoh]
yeah
go-go-go-goofy n-gga think he safe but home boy we gon run ’em
smoke his paps no [?] we gon lay them like they nothin’
chicken pastboy [?]
please don’t top, we run your thoughts, you runnin’ now we bussin
choppa [?] they think we play percussion (play percussion)
double they thoughts
tootin’ ’em glocks
[?] it on socks
we gettin’ robbed
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[verse 2: broly500!]
ayy
stomp a n-gga out, b-tch i’m lazy, my feet hurt
air max on my feet like [?], no angle
my clip on delete, no redo no rework
oh my god, it’s safe here! a-ha, just kidding
all my n-ggas stay with that tool, farmers only
keep that blow torch on a n-gga f-ck around i lob ’em
i don’t f-ck with shady n-gga, leave them alone
like a tree we can’t [?] it, tell your it “bullet home”
sorry no sorry like b-tch i’m never f-ckin’ lackin’
the way that my game be stakin’ you best believe you packin’
up that clip on sunday, then my sun down, we gon racks it
really wanna f-ck me but that gucci prolly burnin’
i’ma switch up on you n-ggas very [?] equasions
really not that equal you a creator, i’m a player
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