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Aight, run that sh*t
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah
Aye, aye

My-my-my team on your block (My team on yo block)
They scopin' your homes (They scopin' yo homes)
One word and we bussin' (One word and we bussin')
We take what you own (We take what you own)
We ain't moving with caution (We ain't moving with caution)
We'll run through your home (We run through your home)
If an op in our vision (If an op in out vision)
Give a hole through his dome (Give a hole through his dome)

(Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye)
Static Shock, how I'm Buzzing fast
I stay making ghost, it's getting Danny mad
Tacking so and so until a empty mag
And if they still left breathing know I'm coming back
Just to bag them up and shift them wrath
Dare a n***a catch me check my [?]
Cause when you guish my vision know you stop the match
Ain't no opposition that can hold me back
Or yellow striped on me just to draw my path
How you bout the vision but ain't getting ba**
When I'm frontin them, you better back up fast
See you talkin reckless but don't wanna attack
We be really bout it, you don't wanna clash
Stick to Twitter beefing with them pu**y cats
We leave you right there sleeping like you're late for cla**
Then start ganging [?]
(Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye)
My team on your block (My team on yo block)
They scopin' your home (They scopin' yo home)
One word and we bussin' (One word and we bussin')
We take what you own (We take what you own)
We ain't moving with caution (We ain't moving with caution)
We'll run through your home (We run through your home)
If an op in our vision (If an op in out vision)
Give a hole through his dome (Give a hole through his dome)

He on the ground need a nurse
Picking him up from the curb
I wish you the worse
Running around in a hearse
I drag his body then I throw that sh*t to dirt
Look at my bands, look at me shawty
Look at my bands, pistol on my body
Look at my Glock unless you is federal
600K it came here from mexico
First you see me but then you like there he go
I use a hole then end up like nebula
Come get the sh*t is irregular
Too many b*t*hes be hitting my cellular
Do not shoot him, boy, you like like a messager
Chop off his head then I [?]
You got a b*t*h, lil 80 finessing her
like a wrestler

My team at your block
They scopin' your homes
One word and we bussin'
We'll take what you own
We ain't moving with caution
We'll run through your home
If an opp in our vision
Give a hole through his dome

I-I-I am the monster that the demons fearin'
Native american, pull 'em, pe-pe-peerin'
Get out my lane, boy they is oversteering
Run up on me then that boy dissapearin'
This ain't no [?] you ain't got no clearin'
Yo b*t*h on the molly, she over there twitching
I do now like it these hoes out here itchin'
These b*t*hes like trees, we out here clearin'
I-I-I'm like a season, I come then I go
These b*t*hes suspicious, they hate on the low
I hate all you n***as, I want you to know
I'm not your friend, I'm not your bro
Oh, 500 will crack yo' skull
Murder, this is 500 on god!
Yeah, ok work
Yeah, yeah

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