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hop off the bike and shoot him
yes, i’m really trynna k!ll these nerds
how many man been whacked
yes, i’m really trynna rip through shirts
when jb was in the can, he hit an opp and it he cried it hurt
you ain’t done no bootings, so how can u talk bout dirt

back out the double tap and bang it
hit mans back like ricky
whatever i’ve got to do i’ll do it you know
the lifestyles risky
gally trynna phone me up when i’m out on a glide
so i said that i’m busy
how many neekz has gs k!lled, i’m not gonna lie about sixty

hands on rambos, i’m really gonna put it through hats, akh, jb turned him pack
hands on macs, see a opp and slap
the sh-t you rap is a load of w-ss
that immigrant got caught on the lack
the sh-t that i rap, you don’t know about that, friend of an opp is an opp get slapped

hop off the bike and shoot him
yes i’m really trynna k!ll these d-ck heads
how many man got cheffed
yes, really trynna turn man skin head
sit in the trap, 24/7, you know i’m trynna
get all this bread
light skin one over there with a big back
really wanna come, in this bed

all of a sudden, you’re hitting civilians
you’re a f-cking joker
ot trips, sweat and work in the trap, now i smell like odour
me jb and gs got round there in a brucked down dinger
what u know about smokey things
i’ll slap that corn at mujys sister

how many man been k!lled, so much that i do not know
i remember that day when muj and wasif got blowed
yo, blood showed, that bullet he swallowed
i don’t care who you are you’ll still get smoked

hop off the bike and shoot him
yes, i’m really trynna k!ll these nerds
how many man been whacked
yes, i’m really trynna rip through shirts
when jb was in the can, he hit an opp and it he cried it hurt
you ain’t done no bootings, so how can u talk bout dirt

talk about m’s, i caught another one like headie
this beef i swear won’t stop, unless i ching them with a machete
anyone try ride on us, don’t forget that we’ll be ready
i’ll ching up an opp boys head, 5 times, like freddy

see a opp and i rev up the ped
when i get my hands on opp
i’m going to fill him up with led
when i got my hands on muj
just know, that he bled, bare tears, he shred
got a skeng, bells spread, gang know that i left him red

hop off the bike and shoot him
yes i’m really trynna k!ll these fools
how many times have i had to get round there with a f-ck off tool
i bought me a f-cking fl1cky
when i was still in primary school
if i catch me a opp boy slipping
just know i’m gonna take his jewels

like fortnite, i’m really trynna get round there, and take his loot
i’m really trynna gonna let my wap, bark
know nuttin bout snoop

back out my wap like fetty
how many man been k!lled on telly
sh got chinged in his belly
i haven’t been touched, r kelly

if you want beef with us, just know ur family’s dying
how are you jealous of your own boys
i hope my guys be shining
rest in peace to my opp, died backing his boy, well, trying
i hope your mums depressed, i’ll get round there and leave her crying

hop off the bike and shoot him
yes, i’m really trynna k!ll these nerds
how many man been whacked
yes, i’m really trynna rip through shirts
when jb was in the can, he hit an opp and it he cried it hurt
you ain’t done no bootings, so how can u talk bout dir

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