[Verse 1: Mir Blackwell]
Niggas started talking on the gang, this the end of that
Shorty mouth crazy outta pocket or she in the sack
Momma used to tell me if she hit you, then you hit her back
Shorty hit my line, throwing ass, I'mma hit it back
If you don't hit my line with all cash I ain't finna rap
Pulling out with the condom on, I ain't getting trapped
Dropped a couple racks on a feature just to get it back
When I pull the tech on a nigga he ain't getting hacked
That nigga shouldn't try the set
Shorty said she don't listen to rap, but love my dialect
Tried to show that bitch I'm really boul, no denying that
How the fuck that nigga pressing me where his iron at, gave his two cents, I ain't buying that
Bitch niggas shopping from the window
Hit em with the sticks, he fell back, no Limbo
My niggas in the mix, just blaze, no timbo
My niggas hit licks, run fades makes widows
Like Ham Sandwich, fuck the money, I just let the leg talk
Chopper kicking back, it blew his leg off
You niggas turn integration rooms into ted talks
Siri ass nigga facing time cause the tech talk
I just made a bean off a verse, they can't tax that
I just tell my young bouls hit me on my cashapp
That shit hit the bank, then just point me where the track at
Mean produced by biggest song and he ain't even tag that
But I'ma get em straight
Told my niggas I'ma get a K before I get a bae
Told my niggas I'ma get a lake before I get a bae
Told my niggas I'ma get a, yeah, you get it
Shorty standing up, I told her bend it over cause we fucking now
He was talking, bloodied up his nose, he a fucking clown
Shorty said my dick one hundred yards, she was touching down
Duragia, bitch, I'm the king up in this fucking town, nigga
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