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Freezie Production Look, Lord, Lord, Lord Ay, uh Talkin' ’bout guns (talkin' 'bout speakers) we keep ’em You know I stay wit' a heater I'm in the club and I'm standing on top of the speakers And that lick, b*t*h be showing like they legal I'm wit' Lil Eagle, sh*t could get lethal Look in my eyes, you could see all the evil Headshot, dead-shot, that's when the Devil might turn to the Reaper I pop out with Nina When I hit from the back make her sing like Anitta Try to set me up then Imma bake 'em Catch bodies for to leave ’em but I gotta pay lil bruh under the table Them bullets gon hit him nobody can save him Red-dot, ain’t even have to go chase him Shots to the car but he died from the wreck Blood everywhere had made a lil mess No, I can't let it slide, soon as he come outside then he gon die My shooters ready to slide, it’s a homicide when they pop out And these n***as wanna take my life so I'm riding round wit' an AR right next to my thigh E gon shoot, KB gon shoot, Lil Hype gon shoot, yea them my guys And that don't do no attempts, walked out stand over him (He racked out) And we shoot above the rim (Grah, grah) We ain’t aiming for no lick Make the wrong move get you broke here Had a .40 MAG cause I don't know them Imma break a b*t*h back, call me no simp And all I know is slang that lick And n***as dying left and right, gotta keep a pipe, gotta move cautious Got my back right by a n***a light, tell him pick a coffin On but they still tryna off me, brought him back in this b*t*h wit' the stick Roll down the window to see who that is, if he swervin' a lil bit we gon let that b*t*h hit, yea Jackin' the bottles b*t*h I'm popping out n***as don't really want beef they be copping out He can't run away cause we finna go block the car Hang out the window, Lil Hype he be jumping out, yea Kel-Tec, .223s when I spin that be my favorite gun n***a said he want smoke, go and take his lung If I said I want smoke Imma make it known b*t*h let's get it in I'm a loner, I ain't never sitting in If we hit his block one time and nobody die, sh*t, we gon spin again First degrees, we don't do no attempt Big gun on my hip so I walk wit' a limp Shots fired at his brim, can't wait til he slip If you need a job done, lil b*t*h I'm him And that don't do no attempts, walked out stand over him And we shoot above the rim We ain't aiming for no lick Make the wrong move get you broke here, hm Had a .40 MAG cause I don't know them Imma break a b*t*h back, call me no simp And all I know is slang that lick And n***as dying left and right, gotta keep a pipe, gotta move cautious, uh Got my back right by a n***a light, tell him pick a coffin On but they still tryna off me, brought him back in this b*t*h wit' the stick Roll down the window to see who that is, if he swervin' a lil bit we gon let that b*t*h hit, yea
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