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[intro]
it’s that headtap gz n*gga
yo, yo, put in that [?] for me
tryna cl!ck on the b
f*ck queez, he steam like t
all of these demons jumpin’ in this v
smokin’ on this t, throwin’ at your p’z
he get shot if he jack e4d
smokin’ on this tussle that boy from the b
watch how i hop out and beat
got booked on my [?], took me off my feet, still cl!ckin’

[chorus]
tryna cl!ck on the b
f*ck queez, he steam like t
all of these demons jumpin’ in this v
smokin’ on this t, throwin’ at your p’z
he get shot if he jack e4d
smokin’ on this tussle that boy from the b
watch how i hop out and beat
got booked on my [?], took me off my feet, still cl!ckin’
tell the opps that we can meet
on they block it’s no one i can see
b*tch, i’m a demon dumpin’ out the v
when get st*rdy, duckin’ from the d’z
baby khay dumpin’, hoppin’ out thеm v’s
tryna cl!ck on whoever we see
wе get the lo’ we slidin’, make a scene
do it for lo, we jumpin’ in that v
[verse]
young ooters we lookin’ for rexk
put the dot on his head leave him stretched
i get the drop from this b*tch, send a text
and she settin’ drops ‘cause she lovin’ the s*x
and i hop over cars just to shoot at the jets
and we smokin’ on slime, you soon be next
why do these koney n*ggas tryna diss?
if i catch kay30 leave him in a ditch
like, hold on
it’s me and ad, we out on a spree
if we see a spiig, then that is a p
i put that on bro, he not on the timin’ i’m on, then you is not chillin’ with me
i got thirty shots up in this g
he jackin’ he from brower we leave him deceased
like, shizzy got put underneath
and tuss he got mixed with some weed
what the f*ck? y’all n*ggas some dweebs
like, how many hats got put on a tee?
like, slime got left on the floor
and koney ain’t bangin’ at all
fog don’t really want war
we done pulled up to chapo crib right by the door
bang on 29 too many times
how the f*ck could i cap in my rhymes?
floxk a billy, then shoot at the primes
i’m 59k i don’t f*ck with them guys
me and reem gon’ throw, no lie
n*gga dissin’, he don’t even slide
if i come to the gates you gon’ die
n*ggas know how i rock, throw sh*t after shot
it’s me and margee, bend blocks after blocks
n*ggas know they can’t play with my lots
‘cause i’m quick up and let it floxk
if he talkin’ on melly catch shot after shots
me and jew tryna see who dissin’
we catch humble we gon’ get up with him
i call shaptv he glitchin’
he got sonny with him so they twinnin’
and my gun gon’ beat like a rhythm
pray to god right after i drill him
tried to run, too late, we spliffed him
how the f*ck tory got poked in his liver?
oh my god, this sh*t look familiar
how lotto got poked in his*
(like, what the f*ck lotto?)
how lotto got poked in his
(like, what the f*ck lotto?)
[chorus]
tryna come on the b
f*ck queez, he steam like t
all of these demons jumpin’ in this v
smokin’ on this t, throwin’ at your p’z
he get shot if he jack e4d
smokin’ on this tussle that boy from the b
watch how i hop out and beat
got booked on my [?], took me off my feet, still cl!ckin’
tell the opps that we can meet
on they block it’s no one i can see
b*tch, i’m a demon dumpin’ out the v
when get st*rdy, duckin’ from the d’z
baby khay dumpin’, hoppin’ out them v’s
tryna cl!ck on whoever we see
we get the lo’ we slidin’, make a scene
do it for lo, we jumpin’ in that v
grrah

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