| And I don’t dump no ashes either
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| (Fuck y’all niggas talkin' 'bout? Y’all know what the fuck we on)
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| Finna get real disrespectful, I don’t give a fuck
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| (Straight directly, ain’t no diss, only straight facts)
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| I’ma speak on all the facts and tell this shit just how it is
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| I’m in my bag and niggas pissed and plus he mad about a bitch
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| When I was fuckin' on his ho, he was steady askin' me 'bout shit
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| And beggin' me to leave her 'lone, this nigga actin' like the bitch
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| You put that pussy comment on my post, they laughed about that shit
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| But I was laughin' when your baby mama gagged all on my dick
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| This bitch go through trees, bitch, we strapped bad, we all got sticks
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| Like what the fuck you mean? |
| We tryna catch a hat and bust his shit
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| I’m on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
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| That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
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| That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain’t no classy bitch
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| She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
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| 223s clear the whole scene, fuck a .38
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| Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the fuckin' murder rate
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| It’s your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
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| Fuck all the hype, let’s take a life and put him in the dirt today
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| Draco, tell them niggas lay low
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| I say go, my shooters, they gon' take souls
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| And I know a real stepper, shout out Ksoo
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| And I know a real ho, they call him Baby Joe
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| Who want smoke? |
| We on go
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| Let me know, I’m from that 4
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| Might just flash like a pose
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| Bitch, I’m pressure, and they know
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| Drop a bag, that’s a goal
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| Bodybag, he gon' blow
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| He say he slime, he ain’t my kind, I’m tryna wipe that nigga’s nose
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| I’m on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
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| That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
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| That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain’t no classy bitch
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| She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
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| 223s clear the whole scene, fuck a .38
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| Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the fuckin' murder rate
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| It’s your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
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| Fuck all the hype, let’s take a life and put him in the dirt today
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| Come here
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| (Purchase your tracks today)
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| Fuck wrong with this pussy-ass nigga?
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| Passin' out herpes |