[Intro: 9lokkNine]
What the fuck you sayin'?
Man, bro, I swear
Oh, Leek, oh, Leek
Dumb ass
This [?]
Leave that fire right there
[Chorus: 9lokkNine]
Leave that fire right here (Oh, yeah)
I had a buccaneer (Come on)
Miluwakee Bucks in here (I promise)
Feel no evil there (I never)
I caught the Glock, another charge, I make me drop some tears
It's just me OD and baby Jay, three musketeers (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
He dropped the VVS' and he smile from ear to ear (Yeah, yeah)
He got his dick caught in his zipper, crackers took his whip (Yeah, yeah)
So now I'm bendin' in this rental with this Colt, four fifths
Standoff got my clutchin' like a dyke, I'm coming off the hip (Come on, come on, blatt)
[Verse 1: 9lokkNine]
I don't know shit you talk about, I can't believe it's real
My nigga been in parking lots and keep this stainless steel
I told them crackers, bring my niggas back on the field
You think you a shooter, he tryna recruit him, bring the head back off
Oops, where I am
We'll kill you, can't fuck around, can he ran
Brand new Glock, it's tan
Shit fuck around, hit the fan
We gotta stop all this playin'
Might just tussel and nigga, you dusty, lil' nigga, then help him again
I had to just tussel, my nigga, we fight that that shit out and smoke at the end
These niggas took guns to a whole 'nother level
Shit, we just gon do what you did
Mama told me you gon' reap what you sow and get out and whatever you did
Wasn't countin' no bodies, this shit here a hobby
I be on target, get paid just to sit
That ho eatin', buddy gon' please her
Lil Jack still be givin' her dick
I got a nina for all of that talkin', but I'ma just start with the set
And we don't join up with no nigga, this shit ain't a game, we do not expand
I'm tryna corrupt lil' nigga, I catch him down bad with his dick out his pants
What the fuck you sayin'?
Man, bro, I swear
Oh, Leek, oh, Leek
Dumb ass
This [?]
Leave that fire right there
[Chorus: 9lokkNine]
Leave that fire right here (Oh, yeah)
I had a buccaneer (Come on)
Miluwakee Bucks in here (I promise)
Feel no evil there (I never)
I caught the Glock, another charge, I make me drop some tears
It's just me OD and baby Jay, three musketeers (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
He dropped the VVS' and he smile from ear to ear (Yeah, yeah)
He got his dick caught in his zipper, crackers took his whip (Yeah, yeah)
So now I'm bendin' in this rental with this Colt, four fifths
Standoff got my clutchin' like a dyke, I'm coming off the hip (Come on, come on, blatt)
[Verse 1: 9lokkNine]
I don't know shit you talk about, I can't believe it's real
My nigga been in parking lots and keep this stainless steel
I told them crackers, bring my niggas back on the field
You think you a shooter, he tryna recruit him, bring the head back off
Oops, where I am
We'll kill you, can't fuck around, can he ran
Brand new Glock, it's tan
Shit fuck around, hit the fan
We gotta stop all this playin'
Might just tussel and nigga, you dusty, lil' nigga, then help him again
I had to just tussel, my nigga, we fight that that shit out and smoke at the end
These niggas took guns to a whole 'nother level
Shit, we just gon do what you did
Mama told me you gon' reap what you sow and get out and whatever you did
Wasn't countin' no bodies, this shit here a hobby
I be on target, get paid just to sit
That ho eatin', buddy gon' please her
Lil Jack still be givin' her dick
I got a nina for all of that talkin', but I'ma just start with the set
And we don't join up with no nigga, this shit ain't a game, we do not expand
I'm tryna corrupt lil' nigga, I catch him down bad with his dick out his pants
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