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man ricco turn that lame ass sh-t off

aye look see im finna get real disrespectful on this shti
(lb dissin hook what you gon do about it n-gga)

man tried to k!ll himself about a b-tch because she left em
aye look i ain’t gonna do no talking imma let baby moe tell him wassup on my mama

–baby moe message–

this n-gga never caught a body

he never shot n0body

he never be in the 4

he claim sh-t he never been in

n-gga said he got multiple bodies

(hook)
if i slide where you stay what you gon do

run to police like you did with that old dudе

man you know you dont stay with that pole dude

zekе i remember the old you

(1st verse)

played me like a hoe cause i won’t call you back

man you act like a b-tch got a heart of a rat

i heard your last diss and that sh-t really wack

if i slide where you stay then you know where im at

might let your b-tch eat me up like a edible

f-ck famous zeke man he not on my pedestal

run with the clout and the views im ahead of you

get you a bag famous zeke what you better do

you and triple 6 really riding my wave keep blowing my phone man you n-ggas is g-y

f-ck 4bn kicked they ass out the way if you diss 903

then he d—– today

if you keep tryna play make yo ass disappear

like yo dead beat dad did when you was born

r—– two0ne666 then you know that we scoring

you think that he hard but he raised on a farm

see my n-ggas slide on 4bn

heard you dissin on the records if i catch — — —- —– —–

famous zeke just hit my phone wanna be cool but i ain’t making friends

you put yo momma on the phone man f— that b—- she gon get played again

aye trpkvg really kind of g-y won’t say f-ck him cause he might take it in

(2nd verse no trey6)

wait hold up im talking my sh-t

destiny ugly and built like a stick

moe rolled up and you told like a snitch

how you a blood but you cried a b-tch

zeke you a hoe i mean it for real

hop off the gram with that fake ass grill

when i see 3 he get —— like a pill

bet i won’t say sh-t and my lips be sealed

lil zeke you my son i could never ignore you

get off my d-ck that go to latoya

flexing them grills that look like some foil

—– gotta —- he gon get paranoia

and go tell yo crew bout it

vro dissing hook what the f-ck you gonna do bout it

and you already knew bout it

when i catch famous zeke boy i swear thats a new —-

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