Correction Lyrics 1017 Freestyle by Foogiano

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(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)

It just can't be what it can’t be 'cause it simply what I say it is (Say it is)
Busted out the vacuum seal, you can smell this sh*t in Fayetteville (Smell in Fayetteville)
Black Jaguar, no Jacksonville, I don't even know what year it is (Nope)
He didn’t guard his taco, now his ground beef on his steering wheel (Brrt)
Coachin', now my n***as ballin', you can't peep what play it is (Ball)
They're so full of dope, they probably don't even know what day it is (No, no)
I rocked the middleman, he probably don't even know who year it is
Judgin' on my prize, I told Big Five, "This ain’t no fire drill"
Ballin’ like the Final Four, got more devils than Duke and thеm (Duke)
Ain't no mean muggin’ or shoulder shruggin', see I'm shootin' thеm (Shoot)
n***a took down one of my guys, so I want at least two of them (Two)
It’s a lot of n***as still play both sides (Ayy, ayy), that's why Gucci through with them (Let's go)

Ayy, them 7.62s shoot at him (Boom)
Don't play with Wop while Pooh with him (Ho)
Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, just ask or Google them (What?)
Don't talk to me about your opps unless you came from shootin' at them (Ho)
I'm clutchin' my bump stock in the drop top, we bumpin' who-is-him
Pop a Perc', now I'm geeked up, guess this how them nerves feel
Pass my n***a a new choppa, let's work on your third kill (Fool)
Before we pull off, circle the block, see how far my serve is (Skrrt)
It's six K for a pint of Wock' if you want your syrup with the seal
That's for sure, keep that Draco in my lap, scream, "TTB", we trained to blow (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
New Cartier head with the Cuban link, had to switch out the rope (Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
Five hundred shots up in this b*t*h, if you play, we gon' do the most (Ho)
Two baby choppas hid in my coat, b*t*h, I'm havin' power like Ghost (Who?)

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