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[chorus]
n*ggas know who i am, n*gga, do not get out your sock
put a bullet in your mans, he a philly g.o.a.t with the chalk
these lil’ n*ggas, they my kids, yeah, i had to run so they’d walk
take that sh*t down, n*gga, you so mid, he watchin’ my page like a hawk
talk my sh*t, you know how i live, if i drop a snippet, they gon’ stomp
he out his mind, yeah, that n*gga drunk, hatin’ n*ggas always talk
g2 in my left pocket, f*ck a one, i got every drug under the sun
i made his salary in a month, n*gga too broke, “got a buck?”

[verse]
yeah, b*tch, i’m a freak with the glock
b*tch, i’ma pop it at everybody
yeah, and this money sh*t, it don’t stop
go get you some, b*tch, it’s for everybody
1k when i walk, b*tch
i get money, don’t worry ’bout it
fn’s look like bеyonce in the club
no witness, wе shootin’ up everybody
you can get hit with ar
your bro died ’cause he tryna play hard
i got n*ggas that like when you stay far
hit some bigger sh*t, ask where the safes are
i know n*ggas that stay up on tellygram
ain’t gon’ upside his hand with the heavy hand
pockets weighin’ me down, heavy man
lil’ b*tch, i’m back in town, wait, when?
b*tch, i stay with the hounds, leave you dead
put a full forty rounds, in his head
y’all know what i’m about, in my element
yeah, he tried to reload, he lost his hand
b*tch, i throw back a yerc, then go to bed
off the gas, stomach hurt, can’t feel my head
why your b*tch tryna flirt? come check your pet
b*tch, i got the strap like boba fett
[bridge]
d*mn, d*mn
i just hit your mans for a gram

[chorus]
n*ggas know who i am, n*gga, do not get out your sock
put a bullet in your mans, he a philly g.o.a.t with the chalk
these lil’ n*ggas, they my kids, yeah, i had to run so they’d walk
take that sh*t down, n*gga, you so mid, he watchin’ my page like a hawk
talk my sh*t, you know how i live, if i drop a snippet, they gon’ stomp
he out his mind, yeah, that n*gga drunk, hatin’ n*ggas always talk
g2 in my left pocket, f*ck a one, i got every drug under the sun
i made his salary in a month, n*gga too broke, “got a buck?”
n*ggas know who i am, n*gga, do not get out your sock
put a bullet in your mans, now he dead on the sidewalk
these lil’ n*ggas, they my kids, yeah, i had to run so they’d walk
take that sh*t down, n*gga, you so mid, he watchin’ my page like a hawk
talk my sh*t, you know how i live, if i drop a snippet, they gon’ stomp
he out his mind, yeah, that n*gga drunk, hatin’ n*ggas always talk
g2 in my left pocket, f*ck a one, i got every drug under the sun
i made his salary in a month, n*gga too broke, “got a buck?”

[outro]
b*tch, i’m off of this mud, n*gga, i don’t give no f*ck, haha
the most high
paulo

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