[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Acid Souljah]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch, countin' up with Nettspend
I been countin' up, you know I'm bringing bands in
That boy sad cause he ain't getting no bucks
Been thumbing through the gold like im Scrooge I dont give no fucks
I'm in New York with DJ Phat, you know he's finna pour up
My haters down bad, and they got bad luck
You put my name on a song, and it goes up
I'm getting more exclusive cause I know I'm finna blow up
In high school, they used to say I look like McLovin, so I had to go and glow up
Moncler on, I'ma still wear it even when it ain't cold, I don't give no fucks
Bitch, I'm in New York smoking bud, [?] weed got my eyes poppin' out my fuckin' head
I had to block my junkie cause he called my phone 100 times back to back trying to get his meds
Fiеnds in the trap look like zombies straight from Lеft 4 Dead
[Verse 2: Nettspend]
We in the witchhouse smokin' dope
And if I take his [?]
If I'm tick, I'm on the jakes, I'm on his ass
I'm wit' my brothers in this bitch, and we gon' go until we dead
Like what the fuck you said to me, yeah, that shit dead (Bitch)
Me and Acid Souljah smokin' dope, and we gon' spin that benz before you fucking know (Yo) (Aye)
If we take him on a chase, I'm on his ass
Me and Nick Zuro, clutching on the stick full of rips
You can't fuck with us, I'm rapping 'bout this past
And if you fucking with witchgang, we gon' put you on yo ass
I told my brothers, "We need a meeting."
I'm in the witchhouse, smokin' dope
Got my brothers in the- (Yeah)
St47ic keep on steady, clutching tech
Fuckin' with witchgang, then he gon' shoot you in your-
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