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[intro: vonoff1700]
you get where i’m goin’ with it, right?
(alright, free my hood, n*gga)
alright, free my hood, n*gga, f*ck your hood, n*gga (project x)
i’m still on the ave where it’s all good, n*gga (come on)
uh, alright (you dumbass)

[verse 1: vonoff1700]
boy, your ass better get you a gun (your dumb ass)
when we bounced out on him, your ass better run (come here)
do this rap sh*t when i’m bored, when i get free time, i be shootin’ at n*ggas for fun (you know that)
stuff in my clip, i promise you don’t wanna feel it, this sh*t hot as the sun
we pulled up on him, he ain’t had nowhere to go, that’s how he knew he was done (his dumb ass)
if we see it, we like it, we take it (wе take it)
hit they block dressеd up like jamaicans (come here)
hit his ass so many times, he was dead on the scene, they was prayin’ and hopin’ he make it (his dead ass)
ridin’ in somethin’ so fast, got 12 on our ass, they hit the lights and we shake it (we gone)
when i knew the lil’ n*gga wasn’t built, when he got sn*tched up, he was tellin’ ‘fore we hit the station (you f*ckin’ rat)
the opps like playin’ the ‘net, where is y’all at? n*gga, send us a location (the f*ck?)
you don’t wanna f*ck with my opps, them n*ggas some rats, all of them n*ggas got statements (them n*ggas be tellin’)
shoot his ass all in his face so they knew it was us, n*gga, that sh*t wasn’t mistaken (dumbass)
my auntie work at the ‘spital, i called her and told her, “i’m finna send you a patient”

[chorus: vonoff1700 & kyle richh]
’cause his ass got hit with a b*tton (his dumb ass), n*gga got hit with a b*tton
his dumb ass got hit with a b*tton (his dumb ass), ’cause the n*gga got hit with a b*tton (his dumb ass)
with a b*tton, ’cause his ass got hit with a b*tton (d*ckhead)
n*gga got hit with a b*tton, his dumb ass got hit with a b*tton (like d*mn, dumbass)
[verse 2: kyle richh]
he got hit in his lungs
turn around and they know we don’t run
like, look back, all you see was the gun
blitz through the back, [?] came through the front, he got hit in his sh*t tryna get him some lunch
what? we got the score on y’all n*ggas
how is y’all dissin’? let’s keep it a buck, what? (like)
dum*dummy got hit in his melon (yeah)
rayy boppin’, i’m tappin’ my head (rayy*rayy)
off this wock’ i can’t see like i’m helen
like, fl!ck first, i don’t like be threatened
i don’t internet beef, keep my name out your mentions (word to bro)
we gon’ spin ’bout it every time
hop out all black like venom
heard it’s a party in garvey
can’t troop it on feet ’cause it’s too hot
call sheik for the v, that’s two jobs
hang out the v, tryna make me some moorah
me, we smoke [?]
[?] on his way to the gulag
where did y’all see the g? he fled (like where?)
rayy mack got hit in the back of his dula

[chorus: vonoff1700]
got hit with a b*tton (his dumb ass), n*gga got hit with a b*tton
his dumb ass got hit with a b*tton (his dumb ass), ’cause the n*gga got hit with a b*tton (his dumb ass)
with a b*tton, ’cause his ass got hit with a b*tton
n*gga got hit with a b*tton, his dumb ass got hit with a b*tton

- vonoff1700 kyle richh mcvertt lyrics

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