Spit At ‘Em UnoTheActivist (Ft. Black Fortune)

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[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Kayoh, cook it up)
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em (Dig)
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist]
I got the bag, it's on me for sure
I ain't got time to focus on hoes
Niggas ain't with it, they really gon' die over clothes
I got a opp in the city, I'm keeping it close
I'm gonna pop at your bitty, you dissing my bro
I know that I'm lit and they biting my flow
They like termites the way these boys biting my flow
Put a 'Wood in the air, you know I want thе smoke
I'm like a chimney, bitch, I want thе smoke
I'm like the fire chief, I want the smoke
Seen 'em on IG, they tryna provoke
I seen your paperwork, your street card revoked
It's cold outside, I keep the heat in my coat
These bitches on me like a motherfucking coat
I'm covered in green, I feel like the Hulk
She just want sex and wan' fight all my hoes

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