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[Verse 1]
Word Play on the track, I swear you niggas whack
Talk behind my back and imma shoot you in the back
I got them fucking racks like a damn Aristocat
These ain’t no paintballs I’ll show you how this semi splat
You don’t wanna see a nigga with these fucking raps
These sticks, these hands, or on that muthafucking track
This fucking sawed-off covered my damn six pack
Bet you when I blast it, your ass gon have a six pack
My nigga I ain’t Yela, but I got that wolf pack
All we do is sip lean and liquor by the pack nigga
[Break]
Night time night, night time night
Night time night, night time night
Bring your niggas out, bring them uzis out
Bring your follies out, bring them choppers out
[Verse 2]
LDV my life bruh I mean what I say
Verbs on the jungle gym, bitch that’s Word Play
Yeah I got them words but lil’ nigga I don’t play
Don’t underestimate me cause where you stand is where you lay
I got a P90 and I ain’t talking ’bout the workout
It’ll put your ass to sleep like Shawn Merriman, lights out
Have a nigga corpse in the cut I crawled out
Gang your ass, finesse your plug, then I piece out
Zaytoven on the beat, so you know I had to eat
Molly molly molly got me geeked from last week
Bitch you know I wanna fuck, ion need to speak
Y’all 14 day niggas are just too week
This college bitch major education so I helped her
Gave her bunch of kids to watch, I killed that white cat Helter Skelter
Swear that nigga nice, I’m cold I need a sweater
Walked in American Eagle, damn right I changed the weather
She came to be bruh cause you annoying like some spam
I’m the damn man, man damn yes I am
Why this bitch always wanna know where I am?
Cause I’m the damn man, man goddamn yes I am
I’m pregnant to the party, that means I came in late
Try and start some shit, I’ll bust some rounds up in this place
Planned that shit out so I leave that bitch with no trace
And like Zimmerman and Gotti, imma beat the fucking case
I ain’t got a deck but I’m the muthafucking ace
Fuck my last queen, throw some jacks up in her face
Always stay with weapons, I ain’t talking ’bout no mace
Hit you with that flame, imma Waka Flock your face
[Outro]
I’ve been up on molly for a month, I ain’t have sleep
Molly molly molly got me geeked from last week
I’ve been up on molly for a month, I ain’t have sleep
Molly molly molly got me geeked from last week
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