[Verse 1: ]
These niggas done, twist and baking
Catch your favors, getting favors
Getting zippers, it's on the river
Like I kill 'em, strap feel 'em
Barely feel 'em, in your system
Trip them wings, you ain't fly
Bucks I slug you're hot
Them suckers trash, they out of the time
Middle finger to the sky
When them bitches fly by
I'm not a man, I'm no a fan
We ain't friends, I'm not that guy
Two flex and flog, suck a dog
This part is getting man number one
I pull you, then pull your car
Determinate so
Just I'll be auto boys and I'm 'bout too hard yes
Man they all kill, two
This regard that papa, can't feel that from Atlanta
Keep on with this dirty south
And hit the them Hamers
These niggas done, twist and baking
Catch your favors, getting favors
Getting zippers, it's on the river
Like I kill 'em, strap feel 'em
Barely feel 'em, in your system
Trip them wings, you ain't fly
Bucks I slug you're hot
Them suckers trash, they out of the time
Middle finger to the sky
When them bitches fly by
I'm not a man, I'm no a fan
We ain't friends, I'm not that guy
Two flex and flog, suck a dog
This part is getting man number one
I pull you, then pull your car
Determinate so
Just I'll be auto boys and I'm 'bout too hard yes
Man they all kill, two
This regard that papa, can't feel that from Atlanta
Keep on with this dirty south
And hit the them Hamers
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