Come here
Heard niggas been speakin' on my name, sayin' this and that (What?)
Face shot'll crack your head like a baseball bat (Come on)
Watch out, shots fired, don't get your baseball smacked (Come on)
Huh, huh (Watch out)
Don't get a hit, I put choppers in the hood
Told my youngins do a skit (Go do somethin'), he get caught, he know he good
He gettin' out 'cause niggas rich (I'ma bond him out)
Niggas rich now (On my mama), uh-huh
Yeah, bond him out
Niggas hidin', keep dissin', we gon' find him out (Come on)
Heard the last nigga got caught leavin' his mama house (Come on)
Huh, caught him lackin'
This bitch freaky, she eat dick and all you hear is this bitch smackin'
Slapped a fully on the forty, turned this bitch to automatic (Frrat)
Chase a opp down in my jewelry, residue all on my Patek (Shit)
I mean Patek (Uh)
This a Cartier on my wrist, I ain't even got it yet (I ain't even cop it)
Up a couple mills, my first deal, I ain't even gotta flex (I ain't even gotta)
7.62s spittin' out that K, look like it's talkin' shit (Talkin' shit)
Chopper ain't valet, but this bitch here just made him park his whip (Park this shit), huh
Made him park, if it's smoke up in the air, then we gon' spark (Spark)
Sleazy-ass niggas wrap the shirts, we ain't never need the Sheisty mask (No)
Throw lil' bro a Perc', he pop it, he get on your ass (Pop)
Glizzy gang, first ones in the city that start playin' with them switchy things (Grrt)
Took the buttons off, he turned them switches on them glizzy things (Frrat, frrat)
We the G.O.A.T.s, she eat babies, I put semen down her throat (Come on)
Come here, freaky bitch, swallow this dick until you choke (Ooh), nasty
Let me slut her out, but she was classy, huh, huh
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