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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Twitter talkin', but I don't know who you are
AK-47 on me, we gon' send him to the stars
Sendin' shots just like a dart
Get the fuck up out the car
Send the addy, where you are
I light him up like a cigar
And I don't know you, its bizarre
[?] backpack
I [?] to a knife fight
Talkin' that shit, you gon' die right
I'm bringing guns, and I'm not down to fist fight
[?] Like the sky, we gon' make him see the light
Twitter talk, give a fuck, you don't act like how you type
Choppa shoot him up, but he cannot handle the kickback
That boy talkin' tough, make him bend just like a Kit-Kat
Wait, you want your bitch back?
(Yes, I want my bitch back!)
Santa Claus, walkin' out the store, I got a big bag
[Verse 2]
[?]
Said you makin' money, but that's mothеrfuckin' big cap
Send me the location, so I know whеre you gettin' killed at
[?] did that
I don't give a fuck, I'ma count my money up
Hundred thousand on my bag, now I'm going to the club
[?]
German shepherd, you a pug
He talkin' shit then he finna get slapped
I'ma shoot on his back and I'm makin it crack
Then he shouldn't be talkin' shit, making it clap
[?] can't fucking rap
(Juvos)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Twitter talkin', but I don't know who you are
AK-47 on me, we gon' send him to the stars
Sendin' shots just like a dart
Get the fuck up out the car
Send the addy, where you are
I light him up like a cigar
And I don't know you, its bizarre
[?] backpack
I [?] to a knife fight
Talkin' that shit, you gon' die right
I'm bringing guns, and I'm not down to fist fight
[?] Like the sky, we gon' make him see the light
Twitter talk, give a fuck, you don't act like how you type
Choppa shoot him up, but he cannot handle the kickback
That boy talkin' tough, make him bend just like a Kit-Kat
Wait, you want your bitch back?
(Yes, I want my bitch back!)
Santa Claus, walkin' out the store, I got a big bag
[Verse 2]
[?]
Said you makin' money, but that's mothеrfuckin' big cap
Send me the location, so I know whеre you gettin' killed at
[?] did that
I don't give a fuck, I'ma count my money up
Hundred thousand on my bag, now I'm going to the club
[?]
German shepherd, you a pug
He talkin' shit then he finna get slapped
I'ma shoot on his back and I'm makin it crack
Then he shouldn't be talkin' shit, making it clap
[?] can't fucking rap
(Juvos)
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