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[Verse 1: Peysoh] Hey, look, I'm a Don I stay with a torch, you stay on the porch You playing with me and you done How could you win? How could you move? If killing the kill nigga run Don't leave it at home Look up when you walk, he driving and shooting for fun You know it ain't safe Another one dead so, nigga, you better just run You better just leave, you better go talk to a couple of priest Go get you a leash You better be sliding in traffic, no keeping that shit on your seat Stay on alert, no time for the games You playing around, you get shot in your face Spin where you sleep, get you a mask Go get you a gun that ain't leaving a tracе Its 2-2-1, BTA All of my young niggas spin with a Drake All of my young niggas down for a case All of my young niggas shoot for the facе It's taking too long, I'm getting impatient We getting on feet, man, let's see if they out Niggas be woofing and woofing, and woofing And woofing, and woofing, and woofing for clout [Chorus: Peysoh] Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this 'Wood, it stink in this bitch Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this 'Wood, it stink in this bitch [Verse 2: Peysoh] I'm doing the dash, if I see the crash, we going hundred Got stick in the whip No stick in the box, I thug with it on me Shoutout the Rowdy, but stick on my hip I don't be hanging with niggas who flexing that money But never got nothin' for the table, this shit from the dirt Had to go run in his house before we got money from labels I'm real as it gets, no fake in my blood I still be with killers and deep in the trench I come from a hood, slide for a rank No gun for the skit, than we going full range I'm doing him bad if I get a chance You hang on that block and I'm leaving you drenched Swear it be niggas who popping on Live who really ain't slid and still on that fence No hitting that dance, I'm hitting it with you Nigga, no reffing, I'm blowing that whistle Nigga, no cappin', I be on this beat He play with the P and get hit with a missile Bro, what's the issue? Oh, you ain't trippin'? What happen to all that shit on that 'net? What happened to all that shit you was saying on Live? You had a good time making threats? [Chorus: Peysoh] Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this 'Wood, it stink in this bitch Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this 'Wood, it stink in this bitch [Verse 3: NLE Choppa] Ayy, ayy, flexin' on me, boy, you better get to poppin' Make a nigga check out, hotel lobby How you gon' body for body We the ones with all the bodies I'm MJ T Bows Scottie Make a nigga shake and shift this Draco rip through your stomach Pepto Bismol, pull up on body Switch cheese, we'll drive through and be here Nigga, don't stand on none of that Fuck over opps like hundred pack Nigga, ask if I double back I was a boss, I ain't have to do none of that But the next day, we coming back We ain't doing Fridays after next us Off against killers, we at your neck I do it myself, I ain't dropping no check He'll get stressed like it's yoga and shit Swerving the sketch controlling this bitch He'll get killed for that trolling and shit Bagel the opp, put a hole in that bitch Step, step, right, left One, two, three choppers go on repeat like brrt, brrt, brrt, brtt On bitch [Chorus: Peysoh] Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this 'Wood, it stink in this bitch Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this 'Wood, it stink in this bitch