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(PrimoBeatz on the track) b*t*h Dog sh*t Records, come and get signed Heard you tellin' on your mans, lil' 6ix9ine Ghostride the whip, let the f**kin' clip slide He switch whips, I put a hundred in his b*t*h ride Skelly or the AP, I couldn't decide n***as softer than potatoes call 'em french fries I'm only six foot, my money tall as 6'9" I'm the type to spend a hundred down at Revive Big suppressors on this b*t*h, n***a, big John— Ah, nah, okay, okay Big suppressors on this b*t*h, n***a, big Johnson Too many rings for one hand, I had to switch sides I get out and get it in, see, I recruit funds (Come on) Throw them clusters in my ear, n***a, croutons Ayy, Mike, let's buy a lot of weed (Like what?) sh*t, a few tons Tryna pass 'em out to help 'em out, see who could move some Bustdown AP, this a new one Tryna find a plug on the keys, I can move one Mike head f**ked up, every week he buy a new gun You ain't from the hood if you ain't never sold a rock to Dooda Bustdown 42 'Dweller, I'm the new Dugg Bought so many kicks in six months, could start a shoe club I'll drop a four in a twenty-ounce, I don't do ones Fifty racks on me right now, the blue ones Whack a n***a mama, sister, brother, and cousin too Punch my lil' b*t*h in the face, she tryna touch my food I'm up now, I been stackin' blues for a month or two Wop, Tris, and red in the pop, call it jungle juice Got it out the mud, but I do a lil' punchin' too Talented as f**k, I finally learned how to run and shoot Chase a n***a down in some Timbs, them my huntin' boots My n***a introduced me to his sisters, I f**ked a few b*t*h, my whole fam fresh as hell, we the Huxtables Ride around with a couple chops and a pump too n***a think I only drunk a pint, I drunk two Bust a b*t*h down off a Perc', she was drunk too Shh, I finally got some ice, but not excited 'Cause I done spent enough money with them boys to get indicted Hop out with that spark on his ass and then relight it Chlo's the closet thing to tasting like Act', I had to try it Seen that rubber band AP, I had to buy it Pourin' KiKi in the water right now, I'm on a diet I know it's still Actavis around, I'm tryna find it I just bought a house but still bustin' hoes down at the Hyatt Promotors don't wanna book us 'cause we actin' violent Backwards, I shoot the club up before we go inside it Might drop a prezi this summer, that's my July kit When red left and Wock' came around, I'm like, "I kinda like it" sh*t, then I fell in love Bro, we know you ain't caught no body, just sell your gun n***a keep talkin' 'bout when he was locked up, you went to jail once I'm a pro at standin' up and noddin' off, I ain't fell once Opps caught my baby slippin', but we twelve and one Tryna snatch my chain, boy, you must wanna go to hell or somethin' Oops, I mean heaven, 'cause you ain't drop sh*t Before I jumped on the mic' to pop my sh*t, I used to pop sh*t This a six of Wock' in a twenty-ounce, bro, this not Tris Used to be workin' out a zip, now my watch a brick I'm talkin' 'bout a thirty-shot Glock when I say I'm coppin' sticks Beam on the Glock with extra grip, I'm not gon' miss (PrimoBeatz on the track)
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