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[Intro]
Genie, you killed this
Dior, spent a thou' on a pair, make a bitch stop and stare
I'm lookin' like money
Lamb C called and I'm running through hunnids (Hunnids)
[Verse 1]
Dior, spent a thou' on a pair, make a bitch stop and stare
I'm lookin' like money
Lamb C called and I'm running through, they gon' have to hold on
Fell down on my knees, got back up
Do the dash on a cop, make him call the troopers
Lost CJ on the chase, don't feel right
Just praying to hope that I feel right
Need it twice, can't say that I lucked up
From the East to the West, they know us
Free smoke, get a nigga on pronto
Draco put a nigga on hush mode
Choke the clutch, niggas still getting baptized
Choppa hit him, he panicked and tapped out
I'm dropping the bag, they coming to find you
Fully hit him, ain't no surviving
Runnin' them motherfucking heart stoppers
Greetly fuck 12, and Crime Stoppers
On the West I'm a young OG
Push your big homie under my feet
Young niggas gon' kill under my command, I'm telling you now, them drums ain't filled
This shit get for real, for real, for real
This shit get for real, dog
Genie, you killed this
Dior, spent a thou' on a pair, make a bitch stop and stare
I'm lookin' like money
Lamb C called and I'm running through hunnids (Hunnids)
[Verse 1]
Dior, spent a thou' on a pair, make a bitch stop and stare
I'm lookin' like money
Lamb C called and I'm running through, they gon' have to hold on
Fell down on my knees, got back up
Do the dash on a cop, make him call the troopers
Lost CJ on the chase, don't feel right
Just praying to hope that I feel right
Need it twice, can't say that I lucked up
From the East to the West, they know us
Free smoke, get a nigga on pronto
Draco put a nigga on hush mode
Choke the clutch, niggas still getting baptized
Choppa hit him, he panicked and tapped out
I'm dropping the bag, they coming to find you
Fully hit him, ain't no surviving
Runnin' them motherfucking heart stoppers
Greetly fuck 12, and Crime Stoppers
On the West I'm a young OG
Push your big homie under my feet
Young niggas gon' kill under my command, I'm telling you now, them drums ain't filled
This shit get for real, for real, for real
This shit get for real, dog
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