Go and make em bleed, yeah
Nigga, this ain't no Teen X, yeah
Where my rings at? Huh
Where yo' ring hit? Huh
Servin' beans, 'til they fuckin' fiendin', psycho shit
We gon' put the FN right into his neck (Blah, huh)
Yeah, where's yo' black truck?
Okay, order the trash bag
Niggas have lenci', no Chrome
Yeah, choppa fuck these niggas, uh, no comment
Yeah, all you see is red on, red on, red, like the Cullinan, huh
Skeletrix, for the moment
Bitch, where yo' mom at?
We gon' need em' pissed
I don't even know where yo' time at
Gave these niggas a med kit
Told 'em, "Okay, roger"
I just got all these racks on racks on racks on racks on racks
Grab that bag, grab that bag
Took my shot, y'all niggas distractions
And a choppa wetter than my laugh is, ha
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