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you say you flippin’ dope in the trap with your hoe?
but see, i’m ’bout that murder
catch a body with the burner, talking this and that
triple six in the sticks with a soulja rag
$uicide b-o-y, ain’t no compromise
walking ’round looking like i’m from columbine
homicide’s glorified on my side of town
better have protection if you f-cking walking ’round
me and oddy catching bodies, then we rolling gaudy
always foggy when i’m creepin’, black all on my body
you say you driving maserati, but i call your bluff
always murder, then i rob ’em, money ain’t enough
no, money ain’t enough

creeping, sparking, thinking maybe if i, if i shouldn’t just
take this nine and plead the fifth, but on my life i will protect
i don’t rock for selfish n-ggas, . 45 all in your chest
i’ll have you running, man, i guess that’s why you so upset
you think you’re hard, homie? boy, you say you with the sh-ts
until the dogs hit your door, you’ll run all them chips
was hatin’ now ya on the floor, ya’ partners gon dip
then put them lights in his eyes, bury a snitch
i’m moving hector he just playing with it, he p-ssy
a couple bands’ll have ya layin’ still, don’t push me
the hustle god ain’t with the chitter-chatter
boy, what’s happenin’?
we talkin’ – well boy, we can make it happen, it’s nothin’

back in all black, b-tch, give me that backpack
fill it with a sack and a stack, and that’s that crack in the pack
b-tch, i need to backtrack, real talk, need a trackback?
i’ma need the cash, i’ma need the weed, need to ash
i’ma need the green, that’s dope and money, smoking honey
all mac pack in a black cadillac, ain’t no thing funny
ain’t no handouts, ain’t no biting, stick yo hand out, i’ll start slicing
advising sacrificing all you lice, and i start pricing
i’m tasting ice and lemonade in paradise, i’m icin’ sprite and lean
enticing me ’till i k. o., i might be ty
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