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[Hook: Ouija]
Uhh yeah
Kill that fucc shit aye (x8)

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Riding around I look out of my window I see them they all on that fucc shit
Staying away from these bustas and all these little bitches cause they on that fucc shit
They stay on that fucc shit
All day on that fucc shit
They on that fucc shit
We killing that fucc shit
Kill that fucc shit hey kill that fucc shit
Kill that punk shit aye kill that chump shit
Kill that fucc shit aye kill that fucc shit
When that full clip spray-ay-ay-ay

[Verse 2: Choirboy]
Nobody motion
Feel like I'm hopeless feel like we coasting
Pour up the potion
Feel like I lost it
Feel like a martian
Feel like I'm greieving
Feel like I'm backwards
I ain't the average feel like the ocean
Feel like I'm garbage
Feel like I'm gorgeous
Feel I'm exhausted man I'm exhausted
Fucc all the fucc shit
I've had enough of it
Ain't going to functions I can not function boy we made it to something
All your assumptions
This way that we done it
All of the sudden all of us stunting brothers and sisters mommas and cousin I'm on to something