Huh, yeah
Ha, huh-huh, ha
Huh, I put that rock to your scissors, I'm leaving you gone (Leaving you gone)
With my twin, kill 'em with guns (Kill 'em with guns)
Lil' 'Rari, your ass get the money, I'm makin' this run
If they fake, we cut them off like lawns (Cut them off like lawns)
Huh, you tired, I'm wakin' you up
Huh, you tired, I'm wakin' you up
You tired, I'm wakin' you up
You tired, I'm wakin' you up (Up)
You tried make it turnt to some runtz (Runtz)
The chopper gon' eat 'em for lunch
They askin' me when I'ma stop, I told 'em, "It's never enough"
Huh, yeah, she eat on that dick like it's gon
(Ugh) Yeah, I hit from the back like a porn
Ha, she blowin' the tip like a horn (Horn)
Huh, I don't look up to niggas, I only just look up the Lord
The FN beside me, it's wrapped up around me like horse
Yeah, I cop me some drank, I might cop me a drink, up the fours
Huh, I put that rock to your scissors, I'm leaving you gone (Leaving you gone)
With my twin, kill 'em with guns (Kill 'em with guns)
Lil' 'Rari, your ass get the money, I'm makin' this run (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Huh, wake up early to the racks (Racks), racks, racks
Huh, I treat my bae like a brat (A brat), huh, the brat, the racks
Yeah, ???
Huh, ha, hese niggas, they know I got racks, yeah, the racks
Huh, yeah, I put that rock to your scissors, I'm leaving you gone (Leaving you gone)
With my twin, kill 'em with guns (Kill 'em with guns)
Lil' 'Rari, your ass get the money, I'm makin' this run (Makin' this run)
If they fake, we cut them off like lawns (Cut them off like lawns)
Huh, you tired, I'm wakin' you up
Huh, you tired, I'm wakin' you up
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