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Ayy Damn it, Franchise, you did it again Ayy, ayy Man you know we splat sh*t Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) Ay, mop the floor on the house, I was just on car I was plottin' on a body since a n***a in kindergarten They call me Joker don't fool me Carl Put the d**k in my stick 'cause I'm paranoia We hit hard like I'm lifting the weights Hunnid K in the bank that I made in a day I gotta do a drill I got me a wraith Get the momma if she squealin' take off her face My lawyer caucasian he beating my case I look at they face and they said I won't make it And I'm poppin' my sh*t, b*t*h you know that it stains He took me on a drill and thеn I started blankin' I'ma let the n***a know that this sh*t murdеr How the f**k n***a b*t*h n***as in my circle Too many bullets on the opps, I was splurgin' Not catchin' the bodies? The f**k is yo' purpose B*t*h n***a put in that work, get him shirted Two choppas and the bowls in the back so I'm dirty I'ma dump the whole clip, I don't show no mercy B*t*h, I'm shootin' sh*t for real should have gave me a jersey Got some Grape Street Crippers and they post in New Jersey Took the pack from the plug when the n***a tried to serve me Hunnid hoes pour in up, so I talk a lil' slurry N***a dissed on my brother, so his a** got buried Through the map with the brick I'ma find us they say comin' Better know what it is, don't be making a**umptions He making no sense, b*t*h stop all that nonsense White boy in the cut and he shoot, Luka Dončić I roll up a blunt and you know that it's runted B*t*h I roll up a opp, so you know he got blunted Ran off on the plug, then I ran into to the tone Ran off on that n***a as soon as he funny Ay, my n***a Shotta Fam, you know that he under me If you f**k with my n***as, then I put you under me And send the salad my dawg just be hunting me I'm watching my back, b*t*h you know you not gunning me Don't you call me lil' brother, you n***as not sonning me Got that b*t*h on the clothes make his mom do the laundry My d**k in her tummy, I say that it's Sunny D My choppa so big that it look it's Heavy D It's a whole lot of dope in the pot with some recipe Don't think about testing me, choppa protecting me This b*t*h started ripping this clip is dissecting b*t*hes Don't you hop in the water, it's hot, don't you intervene My shooter, he shooting sh*t like he was elevate I be on lean, I'm leaning on Riri I'm smoking a blunt while I'm f**king on Kiki F**ked up in the 'cat while I f**k, b*t*h I'm geekin' Red tip, blue tips, these not BB's Sip up when wintertime, n***as ain't see me N***a wanna jack, so the pu**y n***a got beat Put the gun to yo' back, turn the fight to a track meet And the gun automatic, so it clap on a fast beat Couple guns in the attic, 'cause it got a lil' dirty When the sun hit the Patek make that b*t*h start flirting Make a son in the pu**y, then I make her take a Plan B Through the map with the brick I'ma find us they say comin' Better know what it is, don't be making a**umptions He making no sense, b*t*h stop all that nonsense White boy in the cut and he shoot, Luka Dončić I roll up a blunt and you know that it's runted B*t*h I roll up a opp, so you know he got blunted Ran off on the plug, then I ran into to the tone Ran off on that n***a as soon as he funny
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