FnZ, oh damn
[Denzel Curry & IDK]
First off, rest in peace to my dawgs
You can feel the pain inside of my heart
I was just a boy inside of the dark
I grew up and now I see through the fog
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot
[IDK]
Please don't make him pull up with that Draco (Brra, brra)
Aim it at your noggin, give you halo (Fly, fly)
Give him twenty bands under table (Right)
He gon' paint his face like it's Maco (Yeah)
The shooter, he on payroll (Okay)
I break it down like LEGO (Uh-huh)
That boy the type to spin the nigga block like a dreidel (Right)
And you know he ain't tellin' (Yeah), he always been a felon (Felon)
His hammer got him dancin' up and down like they Ellen, uh (Shh)
Now a nigga Margielin', uh
New chain every time he send a nigga goin' up to live in Heaven, uh
Four shots to the melon, uh
Circle back if he ain't get him, uh
More shots, now he got him, uh
If you see a nigga talkin', uh
Pop the trunk, is there a problem? Uh
[Denzel Curry & IDK]
First off, rest in peace to my dawgs
You can feel the pain inside of my heart
I was just a boy inside of the dark
I grew up and now I see through the fog
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot
[Maxo Kream]
We all off the Matrix, Maxo, Young Dolph bulletproof
Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka Draco choppa aim at you
This nigga actin' like he trappin', real-life cappin', he a ho
For all that actin', get to clappin', shoot a nigga like B-roll
You niggas straight bitch, fake hard, handicap crip
Set ship, we go retard, lil' nigga only six
Can't count, don't know the alphabet but he could load a hundred clip up in the AR
Stevie Wonder, walk with sticks like Ray Charles
[Denzel Curry & IDK]
First off, rest in peace to my dawgs
You can feel the pain inside of my heart
I was just a boy inside of the dark
I grew up and now I see through the fog
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot (Yuh)
Think you bulletproof (Ayy) 'til my shooter shoot
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