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[verse 1: no pics]
came home worried about the cash and adding comas
told everybody don’t call my phone if it ain’t about a dollar
he made a diss we served him hot sh+t like we work at benihana’s
10 millie rip’s sh+t like we shooting out piranhas
they couldn’t find the bullets the doctors had to do a cat scan
that screaming ass n+gga would’ve died he lucky that the gat jammed
keep on making diss tracks see what happened to ya last man
we was cruising 9 guns 7 deep all up in a black van
bro filled the 23 with bald heads we call him michael jordan
every n+gga that got put on the list they got shot in order
bro 17 banging the 40 he was on law and ordеr
we all thought mar was dead cause thе way he started falling over
coping with my demons with a 4 inside my styrofoam
they double s how kevin hart did boul on ride along
bro ain’t go on his first drill yet so i told him ride along
went on a drill left my phone in the crib i thought i lost my phone
i was so high one night i was home and i tried to walk home
she ask me why my phone cartwheeling this the trap phone
he had a gun getting no reck and now his gat gone
this one opp skipped states and got booked i just want him back home

[verse 2: rell sosa]
he dissing on me tryna run and now his back gone
bro feli love wit throwing bullets like he pat mahomes
hopping in a v we get behind him we gone hit him
dissing on my man hop out the v and we gone bl!ck em
y’all ain’t never heard of this chop banging wit a rhythm
it’s free my man until they free him out the system
smoking all this za watch bro get whacked
yea i’m big boss sit back and relax
we got fn’s and chops that wrapped em up like gift wrap
i got a 30 in watch em get clapped
my name lil 9 i’m getting active in the trap
she wanna f+ck me on the low but that’s just b+tches and how they act

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