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[intro]
(what’s up, haze?)
(d+mn, mikey)
‘wop

[chorus]
i been walking n+ggas down, that’s for real
gotta wear all black when it’s time to do a drill
keep a ten with a switch, man, this b+tch not concealed
i’ll shoot this b+tch in public, give a f+ck ’bout how they feel
nah, this for real, you know we live it
made a couple calls, foenem sitting in front of his crib
all that rap capping, gotta hit him in his grill
it’s all i can rap about, it’s that how i feel

[verse 1]
what you need? a pill? to do a drill
all i need a n+gga do is get behind the wheel
the opps in my city know we bound to f+cking k!ll
until we catch them n+ggas, we gon’ give it to ’em still
we out sliding, where they at? where they hiding? lax
pop a n+gga, now he stretched, spin again, what pack next?
i ain’t stopping ’til he rest, when i die, beat him next
dior shoes match the hat, amiri jeans, them the best
tryna get that n+gga stretched, i wonder where he at
load the drac’, yeah, it’s that, i banged it, on my set
when i merch it, you know i catch it, we hopped out and was that
all you heard was hollering and them n+ggas getting wet
[chorus]
i been walking n+ggas down, that’s for real
gotta wear all black when it’s time to do a drill
keep a ten with a switch, man, this b+tch not concealed
i’ll shoot this b+tch in public, give a f+ck ’bout how they feel
nah, this for real, you know we live it
made a couple calls, foenem sitting in front of his crib
all that rap capping, gotta hit him in his grill
it’s all i can rap about, it’s that how i feel

[verse 2]
choppa swinging like a bat, hit a n+gga in his hat
knock his ass off the map, do his ass just like scr+pp
catch him lacking, it’s a wrap
keep two nines on me like i’m sapp, before rap, i had a sack
put o’block up on my back
foenem trapping, every line look like a lunch line
pass [?] the stick, he a junior, that’s a one time
i was posted up on the block, b+tch, it was crunch time
ice stay on my neck, b+tch, i never had to tuck mine

[chorus]
i been walking n+ggas down, that’s for real
gotta wear all black when it’s time to do a drill
keep a ten with a switch, man, this b+tch not concealed
i’ll shoot this b+tch in public, give a f+ck ’bout how they feel
nah, this for real, you know we live it
made a couple calls, foenem sitting in front of his crib
all that rap capping, gotta hit him in his grill
it’s all i can rap about, it’s that how i feel



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