DJ on the beat so it's a banger Von Pull up and get him That bullet ripped through his tissue and tore out his gristle It was the nickel, and it's a Glock And that bitch sound like a missile He know I'm official Doing all that woofin' and shit, boy, you know I'ma get you And wasn't nobody with him I wore a nine, the shoes, ain't nobody fit 'em I popped me a Perky and thirty I'm high then a bitch, boy, ain't nobody perfect If I take a L, I'm back on that corner I'm hustlin', ain't nobody serving Get booked 'cause somebody working He told, I know that for certain Get caught, I'm closing his curtains We scored another conversion Designer, Givenchy All of this ice on my wrist and it feel like it's Christmas Speaking of Christmas, come get your ho I be climbing all up in her chimney We sharing the ho if she friendly Ain't see him, he gone, he missing Won't see me in the back of a Bentley Hop out and I'm blowin', it's rented Walk up, ain't doin' no drive-bys You MVP, that bitch my sideline Just a wild lil' nigga from the South side Nigga killed your homie, you don't even come outside I ****ed your bitch on purpose Them 'bow's come in, we working My song come on, she twerking All the opps be broke, they hurting My niggas, they too official Send a text, they get right with you Y'all was somewhere playing Monkey in the Middle We was trying to put on for some guns when I was little If he still alive, we gon' meet 'em and then split 'em On the jail call, gotta talk in a riddle Ho said she love me, she gone tat' my initials Nigga move foul, get to blowing like a whistle **** that, let's talk about Louis, Amiri, and Gucci and Prada and shit When I go to the store, they closing' the door and they bringing' me bottles and shit **** that, let's talk about that lil' one-fifty I spent with my lawyer and shit My gun don't punch, it kick Get with the shit or get hit in your shit Pull up and get him That bullet ripped through his tissue and pulled out his gristle It was the nickel, and it's a Glock And that bitch sound like a missile He know I'm official Doing all that woofin' and shit, boy, you know I'ma get you And wasn't nobody with him I wore a nine, the shoes, ain't nobody fit 'em Walk up, ain't doing no drive-by's You MVP bitch, that bitch my sideline Just a wild lil' nigga from the South side Nigga killed your homie, you don't even come outside I ****ed your bitch on purpose Them bros come in, we working My song come on, she twerking All the opps be broke, they hurting
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