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[Intro: PS] Certified Bangerz Hitsquad Baby Look [Verse 1: PS] Let's be real, if you warn talk bout niggas in drill that really do drills Me, I been in the field, hitsquad baby it give me a thrill I wanna shoot me a movie, who's he? Bad boy, Martin and Will Talk bad, you weren't part of the drill, slide like toosie, pass me the steel Quickly, some of them niggas look iffy, I only been out like 5 months, nigga, I seen about 50 Blicky if it ain't one of them handys that are handy then it's a flicky HSQ, that's hit shit quickly (quick) cah we hit shit quickly PS, I'll do him up all bait, I'll do him up broad day Chest shot, you know my forte But I hear bare chat that's what they all say We rise up, souffle, dash don't look back like you threw a bouquet Hitsquad rеady as fuck like Reggie and Ron, wе ride it's too kray Duce, I'm in a different mood, me I don't pick and choose Size 9's but they're different shoes, she wanna sip some booze, different mood I had to sip some too, it hit man, now she got different boobs Bro got a different zoot, who's this one, bro that's a different twos (oh shit) Throw up a flag that's black Don't wanna wind me up, I'll pop out the box like my name was Jack Pop out like what, you don't rate man akh? (What's good) Two in the back, I'm on the left tryna lay man flat Astra man had to paint that black (Why?) cah it got the baitest akh Look at the scores, go check the stats, exactly I'm on the 30th floor with a bad B (Oh shit), Hennessy and cranberry (Yes) Any foolery, got that tool on me, I'm like handy Mandy Handy pop, have everyone moving G, I come round with candy (Candy) [Chorus: PS] Throw up a flag that's black (Black gang) Throw up a flag that's black Throw up a flag that's black (Black) Throw up a flag that's black (Block) [Verse 2: Giggs] Guns and roses, yeah that pump full, that pumpy bloated I'm reloaded (Hmm!), bumpy roads, but got 100 soldiers Itchy fingers and funky odours (Oooh) Creeping, my gun might roast him Get bun like opium, sleeping, got one eye open He's online social media, my don might poke him My dons don't have to speak, my dons have spoken (Spoken) What? Slap him, then slap him again I'm back in effect, shady, I'm back, Eminem (Jheeze) I'm back on the wave, digital, I'm back on FM I'm back in the prem, big H just splashed the La Crème I back the percentage talking, I'm at the percent You want man's attention, camping, Mac in a tent Mad Max on the scent, fuck that, get splashed on the fence Attack on attempts, defence, I'm back on offence Straight picnic, slide on my yogi Obi Wun (Yeah), rise the Kenobi Ask around and I'll bet he knows me, explosive, Wile E. Coyote (Jheeze) Yeah X-Men, you all know the professor I'm all over the pressa, pressure, I'm all over the pressure And fuck all the extra man, just roll with a **** And H is a **** boss, so don't open my letter It's only a match to me, man to my left, just holding the Mac for me, just roll with it naturally This nigga's stupid, this how got his back to me Virtual, it been simulation Not into relations, back up, that's intimidation I slide through the base quickly, then swing through the station If shit's getting shaved, I slip through and shape em When Giggs in the place, your bitch get impatient This bitch in my face, the shit's animation Whipped couple shakes, now bitch come and taste em She picked up the pace and gripped on my apron That loco boss back, serial ****, coco pop that Rolex watch, social top cat Brand New Glock, man just ran through knock backs [Chorus: PS] Throw up a flag that's black Throw up a flag that's black Throw up a flag that's black Throw up a flag that's black