We be killin' shit you ain't even heard of before
We got bodies that you ain't even heard 'bout round here
I bet when I rip me, your bitch, she be hopin' that she could dip
Think she peepin' I'm a organized gangster over here
Mafioso shit we gotta whole lotta niggas here
Put my muscle down, you think I do body buildin' shit
Put my muscle down, you think I do body buildin' jit
Put my convertible down, say we came through wildin' out the whip
See me came through, Paris Fashion Week, she on my drip
I'm a whole gangster, how you еven get me ovеr here?
Lil' one pop the beam, somebody get shot, you fuck with him
Amiri, Rockstar jeans and I got more diamonds on my wrist
I'm a Z, I was catchin' Z's, woke up on this here
Say that money better overseas, bitch, well, give it here
Bitch, well, give it here
Go, Smurk
Bitch, well, give it- Man, what?
I be where the shooters be, eat, sleep
Told me how he died, he tried to run but said his feet sleep
Go, go
One opp stayed up all day just to troll, he in a deep sleep
Let's get it
Ain't no point in tryna wake him up, his ass sleep, sleep
Yeah, yeah
Go, go
Man, what?
Real killer with a out date glad Steve home come February
Go
Trench baby, I act rich, I was broke though, shit was legendary
I know, legendary
Criss vec with a switch and an extra clip, yeah, this shit necessary
Go, go
Last nigga ain't carry one, hit him in his head, he a veggie baby
Now he won't see the light
Can't talk
I never try to claim a nigga work, if you wasn't there, you would make it worse
Listen
Make a bet, let's catch a opp, let's run to him, see who make it first
Come here, come here
I praise killers, you praise killers who be inside niggas paperwork
That's right
I nut in a bitch, I told a bitch, "I can't leave until I see her take it first
Yeah
I hear the bitch cry before I put a rap nigga in my business, my business
Work on the kitchen table
Aye, Boom, get out that kitchen
Let's get it
Aye, Smurk, stay out the trenches
Let's get it
He alive, stay out my business
Let's get it
He stayed alive for ten more minutes
Let's get it
Hit his nerve, he got no feelings
Man, what?
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