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I’m prime steak you just chopped liver
Greasy niggas tryna pop a nigga
Ty Rocks like which nigga
Glock shop hit Silent Killa
It ain’t nothin to pull a fucking trigger
Saying my name but I don’t know these niggas
Perfect aim don’t arm and hand these niggas
Head shots you picture perfect nigga
Cock the burner give you chills nigga
Sign yo will this flow ill always on my chinchilllll
Claiming yo money tall stacked higher than Mutombo
Why these niggas tryna get me out my humble
Gotta couple guerrillas that swinging thru the jungle
Got some vanillas saw type killas
With torture chambers like Manila
Who realer Who realer Don’t fuck with the quiet one
I been plottin on your shmurder while you just begun
What’s done can’t be undone now I’m consoling your moms
Pac shit when they pop shit juice em for lunch
Frontin like I’m nice for the white
Up the price dead yo aunty
Put the birth on yo granny
Put the gun in yo fanny
Pack your bitch and your family
In a coupe light a match
Blow the roof ….. Now that is that
Brrrraaaaatttt which nigga next up to bat
They questioning cause a gay nigga spitting that crack
Off the the top freestyling but the money on track
Making bitches ass clap real niggas give me dap
Had the water off the tap
Add the sugar made it snap
Ramen noodles won’t a snack
Sharing rooms couldn’t nap
Got jumped in middle school cause a nigga tried to rap
South side Tallahassee made a nigga watch his back
Now I’m living better tryna add the cheddar with the dough
Moral of the story don’t make a nigga have to kick yo door
If you snaking in my grass then your ass gotta go
Just cut some niggas bout a week ago
Cause these niggas be some leechin hoes
You reachin and I’m already squeezing tho
Why these niggas all up in they feelings tho
Tryna fuss told them what it was then they bucked
Knock a nigga on sight ain’t gone say too much
Find some peace blow some trees keep that yap on hush
Tryna deliver all on Twitter hoe you making me blush
Keep yo distance seek repentance before your time is up
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