[Chorus]
I done pushed the tape back
Like Febreeze I sprayed that
You gotta double-K that
And I ain't with the chit-chat
I want revenge no get-back
For all the times that I sat
I stuff it in my backpack
And I can't cuff you in that
Hit you roaches with the Raid watch them bitches fall back
Play your cards you got an edge you ain't even see that
My nigga Duffy with that K he won't leave no traceback
Like a pencil, get erased know Lil nine gon' face that
[Verse 1]
They say Jit done went to Jupiter got stupider
'Cause that song he one he put that bitch to snooze or some
I got his back so you know my nigga ain't losing nothin'
I got a Jaguar she tried it like she 21
And when I run down on that boy you know I up with Glock's
I got a love for this here music shit so it won't stop
I see them, boys, they wanna share the plate so shit done swapped
My nigga taxin' on the market pussy come and shop
He want that beef, well, I want lunch I'm like ''let's get it in''
She want that D, I'on wanna hitch I wanna fuck your friend
I got a threesome [?] to the fucking bread
I got her knowledge her little cranium took off her head
I wanna coupe but I prefer a SUV instead
Watch how I talk around these niggas 'cause they might be feds
And it ain't none to skip the state and cut off all my dreads
And it ain't none to skip the state and cut off all my dreads
Think I'm playing, pussy
I done pushed the tape back
Like Febreeze I sprayed that
You gotta double-K that
And I ain't with the chit-chat
I want revenge no get-back
For all the times that I sat
I stuff it in my backpack
And I can't cuff you in that
Hit you roaches with the Raid watch them bitches fall back
Play your cards you got an edge you ain't even see that
My nigga Duffy with that K he won't leave no traceback
Like a pencil, get erased know Lil nine gon' face that
[Verse 1]
They say Jit done went to Jupiter got stupider
'Cause that song he one he put that bitch to snooze or some
I got his back so you know my nigga ain't losing nothin'
I got a Jaguar she tried it like she 21
And when I run down on that boy you know I up with Glock's
I got a love for this here music shit so it won't stop
I see them, boys, they wanna share the plate so shit done swapped
My nigga taxin' on the market pussy come and shop
He want that beef, well, I want lunch I'm like ''let's get it in''
She want that D, I'on wanna hitch I wanna fuck your friend
I got a threesome [?] to the fucking bread
I got her knowledge her little cranium took off her head
I wanna coupe but I prefer a SUV instead
Watch how I talk around these niggas 'cause they might be feds
And it ain't none to skip the state and cut off all my dreads
And it ain't none to skip the state and cut off all my dreads
Think I'm playing, pussy
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