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I hear loud niggas talking but they donât really want it
My gaugeâll blow your motherfucking brains out
Soon as you act retarded the gatâll start sparking
Iâll show you what my motherfucking name bout
Iâmma do what I gotta do, I ainât taking no shorts
And get away clean cause I paid off the courts
Itâs real, duke, I ainât playing, this shit ainât a game
Iâmma burn you to flames cause Howie made me do it
Itâs Steven King, I spit nothing but classics
And itâs ill how I turn beef to nothing but caskets
And your grill look like the Expedition done crashed it
Iâm like a bunny rabbit, I be taking your carats
More money more drama, donât make me catch an open case
For opening your face, youâre soft like Hostess cake
I wanna live fat, I gotta eat what Oprah ate
So I hold niggas up with the one plus eight
Iâm the man of the year
You so whack that niggas put their hands on their ears
And tell you, âShut the fuck up.â
And the only dog that roll with you is on the Fedex truck
Now hereâs the score: ten-zip and I ainât talking about the disc
Iâm talking about extended clips, smoking in expensive whips
Four-fourâs the end of shit, give you a Hellâs membership
I been equipped, donât ever forget it like elephants
You violate Iâll put a hole in your melon
You like a campfire, homes, I light you up with all types of guns
The vampire, homes, Iâm drinking all nine pints of blood
Stop you in your tracks like clogged up syringes
Destroy the evidence after I chopped up the witness
A cheapskate, I keep my money locked up for interest
Fuck the industry, yâall faggots make me not trust the business
Ill Bill, right money make a murder make sense
I make brains squirt out their heads right in front of their friends
I ainât a nice guy at all, dog, lifestyle raw yâall
Sell drugs, tour, smoke nudies, and fuck whores
Got black bitches with white eye shadow that like to swallow
And white bitches that pop their pussies for Heineken bottles
Iâm a dirtbag with brand new sneakers, throwback over the Desert Eagle
Blow your face off, leave you forever peaceful
Like a newborn dead inside of a crib
I cock back, empty Dessies in the side of your wig, faggot
Too hot, create semi caliber, Iâmma cock it
I treat your life like a cheque, homeboy Iâmma dock it
Call me a prophet, itâs guaranteed you all gonna bleed
The murder game is a race and Iâm taking the lead
Fast and furious nigga like my gun got nitro
Playing games like Tyco, mama told me Iâm psycho
And I believe her, now the clique running streets like cheetahs
Weâll meet up and put holes all in your wifebeaters
From BK to Queens we be pointing them things
Have your Ecko shirt looking like some damaged jeans nigga
Itâs Syn Roc, the kid who got your grandpop shot
Over a game of bingo, I take the cream out his socks
In a cloud of weed is the place where you find me
And I stole drink forties like Iâm stuck in the 90âs
Nigga Iâm grimy, wilding on the alcho temp
Try to front on me and get hit with sixteen clips
Alright ahk who wanna fuck round?
Itâs the Dot, you hear the pop nigga duck down? canuck, Iâm repping cop killer Bucktown
That good up in the backwood rough sound
Begging for mercy talking about, âAlright. Enough now.â
Hold up and yâall hammers bust pow
Enough, get touched like ooh ah ow
You suck, push your luck, get laid the fuck down
Get bucked, I was a wild off the hook child
Played tough plus steroids came in big viles
Puff puff puff liked to buy weed in big pounds
Crack that Dutch, I ainât addicted Iâm just in denial
When I blow then I flow like the river Nile
Find you anywhere like your cellphone, can you hear me now?
Grab you by your hair and shake it till I tear it out
Iâm sorta like mildly retarded but very wild
Cause Howie made me do it, stupid
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