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[chorus]
my fake cologne a glock 19, i’m gon’ spray ’em with that fragrance
16 in this magazine, we pull up, hop out, then we chasin’
hop in this whip, we on a mission and that tip better not be basic
whack him, get him dropped, we steady steppin’ on a daily basis
catch my opp all by myself and i’ma send that boy to grady
just got the drop on your location from a hoe who couldn’t behave
sh-t was normal, gave her d-ck and now these b-tches actin’ crazy
i’m doing burnouts in that ‘cat, just bagged this b-tch from georgia state

[verse 1]
[?] tapped out, f-cking that hoe just for a hour
i put d-ck up in her guts, and she runnin’ like a coward
i f-cked her friends, she swear to god i had no chance but they was down
you think i’m trappin’ with these hoes the way a n-gga front a pound
you know that jeep a srt, i’m switchin’ lanes, i be flyin’
supercharged grand cherokee, how i’m slidin’ by
if i can’t catch my main opp then i’ma hit his cousin’s guys
5.56 sh-ll catcher, red dot
don’t say goodbye and the car goes, always hold an extra clip
he turn into a cheerleader ‘cuz that chopper made him flip
banana clip up on my chopper, make the opps split
40,000 in my pocket, it’s not my first flip
the world is yours, i feel like tony, seen it on a blimp
pushin’ p, can’t be like these, ain’t no d-mn simp
’98 lil wayne, yeah baby, i been a real hot boy
[?], novocain, big pills, i been a real pop boy
keanu reeves, john wick, big guns, these ain’t no props, boy
janitor, caught him slippin’ outside, yeah we goin’ mop, boy
[chorus]
my fake cologne a glock 19, i’m gon’ spray ’em with that fragrance
16 in this magazine, we pull up, hop out, then we chasin’
hop in this whip, we on a mission and that tip better not be basic
whack him, get him dropped, we steady steppin’ on a daily basis
catch my opp all by myself and i’ma send that boy to grady
just got the drop on your location from a hoe who couldn’t behave
sh-t was normal, gave her d-ck and now these b-tches actin’ crazy
i’m doing burnouts in that ‘cat, just bagged this b-tch from georgia state

[verse 2]
hoe on bubbly, yeah, rosé champagne, we celebrate
how the f-ck you callin’ shots lil boy, you ain’t even got no say
lil boy declined in every hood, ain’t even from that domain
he got shot up in the foot and now he kunta kinte
n-ggas jealous when you pay [?] partner caught a ray
i’m in my bag, they in they feelings, carry me a briefcase
now i don’t condone no snitchin’, if you with us [?]
she left yo’ ass and came to me because you such a cheapskate
every day my b-day, big bands, big cake
if i see it and i want it i’ma cut no leeway
full price, no window shoppin’, baby, f-ck the rebate
give it up or we gon’ take, trust me, you don’t wan’ go that way
they had cameras and a witness, we had masks, no name
opp hoe tryna set me up, she get hit then slayed
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[chorus]
my fake cologne a glock 19, i’m gon’ spray ’em with that fragrance
16 in this magazine, we pull up, hop out, then we chasin’
hop in this whip, we on a mission and that tip better not be basic
whack him, get him dropped, we steady steppin’ on a daily basis
catch my opp all by myself and i’ma send that boy to grady
just got the drop on your location from a hoe who couldn’t behave
sh-t was normal, gave her d-ck and now these b-tches actin’ crazy
i’m doing burnouts in that ‘cat, just bagged this b-tch from georgia state

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