ah, nigga im tweakin
bitch ima demon
im movin fast
i gotta glock on me
pull up to da spot wit a thot on me
pull up to yo crib w a 9 on me
u got no drip it look fine on me
i got yo bih n she stay for da weekend

nigga im geekin geekin 
hop inna tesla im speedin speedin
he nothin but a lil stain on my shirt now
u talkin shit better not get hurt now

im inna trap, dont get slapped
we killed yo homie did nun bout dat
it is a wrap glock on my lap
fill up da bag wit da cash
dodgin da federals who said that
my niggas evil u cld get stabbed
im w some demons u cld get slatt get slimed now

someone tell dat bitch that she better pipe down
she givin top n she better not bite down
off em drugs better not get psyched out
ima plug finna knock yo price down

we got missles we gon kill u
micheal jackson, fuckin thriller
im inna mansion, u in a trailer
my life a movie, urs is a trailer
my life a movie, urs is a error
that boy he saw me, n he felt terror
move like a zombie, look in the mirror

there is no hook in dis bitch
i point dat gun to his rib cage 
that boy he do not exist no more
im so high to the sky I can’t touch the floor
they like scarlet like why u keep switchin da flow

…i do not know
she put on a show
iss up 2 me but i told her to go
n she screamin like ahhh
i do not give a fuuuck
im cookin up like luuncch 
my niggas up 2 sumn

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Imma fuck on dat bih like amber rose
Imma pull out sum glocks so i can promote
They talking dat real til they hear them drums
Im one of a kind ion need no clone

Fuckin on dat bih till she cannot see
hop in dat coupe and grab that 556
Yo bitch at my crib and she giving us licks

Told dat hoe ion need no kiss
Left her stranded on the street
Now she telling she got loyalty

Im on a crt finna shoot em down
Wearing a mask to protect my ground
U a lil hoe, trynna steal my sound

Fuckin w ars gon leave u spoused
5 foot 9 but my glock shoot rounds
Skinny a jit but it can knock u down

Got all dis fiji it could make me drown
Acting hard till u see the clouds
Nobody knows you, why u talking down
Told dat bitch to come around

Say ur an opp bish ur a clown
Egoing people ur dumb ahh child
Thinking ur hard but ur plays aint found
Say from the hood lets test that out

My money is very ascendent
Got so many racks like a baker
Get yo stacks up, u eatin yo bacon

I keep magazines, like its frozen
got all nines in my closet
It aint no number cuz its dozens

Speedin on his ass to a hundred
Why he trynna flee we shooting 100s
Wrist all on ice w my rolex
Dat boi really thinks he from the projects

U say u got hoes, but i aint seen nun
U say u got bans, but i aint seen nun
U say u got guns, im trynna see sum
U say u quit the lean, im still pourin up

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