Shoutout [?] making the beat
On gang, ahh
(Gang, gang)
Here we go
Look
In my hellcat movin' fast
In my redeye, movin' fast
In my Maybach drivin' fast, nigga
And that pussy juggin' fast
So my niggas juggin' bad
Put that .40 on your ass, nigga
Baow, shots [?] block, like what you talkin' 'bout?
That nigga died 'cause that fat bitch had a motor mouth
I got them bands, them green flags, we bring them choppers out
I got the shit that make you pussy bitches talk about
Huh, bitch I'm rollin' out my body, ain't no coppin' out
I'm full of pills, I'm so for real, bitch, I'ma knock 'em down
They tell me "Chill", I get 'em killed, I knock his noggin down
Lets be for real, you want me killed, I'm in your pockets now
Diamond grip, my pedestal, hear that bad sound
He know that dissin' get him gone he just a rare clown
Body turn into a hundred, just one takedown
I knock you off and celebrate, bitch I don't play around (Let's go)
Look
In my hellcat movin' fast
In my redeye, movin' fast
In my Maybach drivin' fast, nigga
And that pussy juggin' fast
So my niggas juggin' bad
Put that .40 on your ass, nigga
Baow, shots [?] block, like what you talkin' 'bout?
That nigga died 'cause that fat bitch had a motor mouth
I got them bands, them green flags, we bring them choppers out
I got the shit that make you pussy bitches talk about (Shut your mouth, bitch)
Ay, free the dawgs
That movin' fast
Drivin' fast nigga
U,h, yeah and that pussy juggin' fast
And my niggas juggin' bad
Put that .40 on your ass, nigga
That .40 on your ass, nigga
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