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Killing y'all niggas, we shoot everybody I got a Glock, tryna catch a body Get to the money, yeah, that's my hobby My bitch a vet, Jennifer's body Every time we do a song they copy We stacking two cups, but this ain't coffee Say you get bread nigga, that shit soggy Walk in the trap get hit with the shotty Bitch, I'm aiming with the dotty I'm with the gang look like Akastsuki Hop in the foreign do a drill in the 'Rari Got a mask on just like Jabbawockeez Yeah, broke ass nigga, we not no relation Fed ass nigga, they want information I got a Glock, bitch, I kill like Jason Hop out the car, bitch, I'm blazing Yeah, nigga, you pussy, I don't gotta explain shit Just like graffiti, I hop out and spray shit Cops ask question then I don't say shit Six in the gram, nigga, then I'ma face it Throwaway Glock, hell nah, thеy can't trace it Say you about it, I know you fake it 1006 walk in, she shakе it 1006 walk in, she twerk I don't even think her nigga heard Nigga straight hoes, pull up your skirt If you try to run, finna get hurt Fuck with this hunnid, two T-shirts Hit the club for me, three hundred percs Sell a half pine with the seal, out the work Niggas bite swag, send a good shit for it Heard nigga talking shit, put his mom in a hearse Wait, I forgot that bitch in the dirt I hold that fast, and the shit go, "skrrt" These niggas ain't never put in no work Serving all the fiends - Freemason I got rank just like a Mason But I'm not no fucking Mason Them hundred, fifties what I'm chasing Moving smart, I'm steady pacing Moving white, bitch, I'm scar-facing
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