Shoot Wit

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Yeah, yo

I'm a threat to society, a nigga that can read and write

We all stress-smoking weed at night

Playing corners is for gonners, niggas is from the pawn us with guns [?]

Draw on us, that's why we keep it honest

Sippin with the metal got me sleeping with the devil

Creepin in the ghetto, shit gets deeper than the shovel

Some niggas get deported, some niggas just get extorted

Don't get it distorted, 30 shots to get exported (PRAAAAAAAA)

Fuck Balenciagas and dirty Billy Bottegas

The crib at Valencia palace, I'm in Vegas

Pain ain't the villain (uh)

Ain't it the feeling to have penicillin's

Playing with your children

A master mathematics

Smashed on craftmatics

The cashmatics niggas got flashy cash habits

I don't flash if you flash, a plasmatic

The cash that'll crash the porsche and laugh at it

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I done seen so much death in the last fucking year

That I'm wondering who's next, why evil still here?

I'm half deaf, the gun went [?]

Forget everything and run

That's the meaning of fear

Poppa music on the phone, they got it on cell

Locked in your phone nigga, that's why they call it a cell

Got caught with a burner, thought it was straight to jail

But they couldn't charge you with a felony

Got ate the shells, hate the 12th

Broke nigga, break yourself

Hot gun on your forehead, your face should melt

Half the illest shit I did, I can't even mention

Statute of limitations, that'd be self-snitching

I come dressed up like UPS

Have your whole family zip tied at your address (YES)

And I don't hate you, if that's what you're thinking

But if you were on fire and I had water, I'd drink it

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