We still chasin' niggas down, we still runnin' down shit, nigga
On my mama
(Did it again, Rage, you goin' crazy)
Come on
Told bro, "Pull the car over, I'ma hop out" (Mm)
I ain't finish school, get no diploma, bitch, I'm a dropout (Nigga)
Skippin' school, I ain't wanna go to class because the block hot
Glock adjustin' niggas like photos, this bitch'll crop you out
If we ain't talk about fuckin' when you slide, bitch, what we talkin' 'bout? (Talkin' 'bout)
Hollows get to spittin' out that choppa, this bitch talk a lot (Ha)
L'on respond when niggas troll me, l'on like to talk too much (Mm)
We put shit to bed in real life, them boys'll chalk you up (Yeah)
Pray the opps don't make it safe, I wish death on all of 'em (Death on all of 'em)
Lemon squeeze, switchy gon' come sneeze up on all of 'em (Grrr)
Blessin' niggas, makin' examples out 'em, niggas lessons now
They killin' the rappers, why the fuck would I put this weapon down? (Uh)
But I can't put this weapon down (Uh-huh), niggas tryna take me out (Yeah)
If we see that whip, we flippin' it, so keep them babies out (Kids out)
He got shot and foamed up, he got rabies now (He got rabies now)
Hit his ass, but he kept runnin', we gon' chase him now (Come on)
Ain't no niggas smokin' me (On me), I keep this bitch close to me (Close to me)
The opps kill me, y'all better slide, that's how it's supposed to be (Y'all better slide)
I'm a felon, I can't carry, so bro tote for me (He gon' tote for me)
Reach for my neck like cigarettes, bro smokin' it
And I'm too deep up in them trenches, so ain't no backin' out (Ain't no backin' out)
Opps miss they shots like a rebound, the choppa backed him out (Come here)
When the smoke up and the beef hit, ain't no tappin' out (Ain't no tappin' out)
And the Draco lay niggas down, it's called a mattress now
L'on fuck with niggas no more, bitch, l'm antisocial (I'm antisocial)
Pay attention to the niggas close to you, they the ones that smoke you (They the ones that smoke you)
You ain't even slide when he died, how you still post 'em? (How you still post 'em?)
You ain't even slide when he died, how you still post 'em, nigga? (Nigga)
Why the fuck, nigga? (Nigga)
You ain't step out there, you ain't get out there behind him, nigga (Nigga)
Why the fuck, nigga?
Why the fuck you still postin' that, nigga?
Come on
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