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[Chorus]
Bitch be on chief, like the glo
Glock on me feel like a glove
N***as not livin' like us
N***as not livin' like us, feelin' like us, killin' like us
I got a lil' bitch in love, I don't want love, I just won't fold
She said she want me to cope
Lil' bitch [?] this dope
That boy heard you want trouble
I'm not the one you wanna love
Brodie chargin' the [?] that's the low
We sippin' blood like a bug
We sippin' blood like a bug
We sippin' blood like a bug (Hey hey, hey)
Bug
[Verse]
My brodie steppin' like cleats
You could get smoked like I'm Chief Keef
Choppa gon' send off his weave
But I keep it on me all week
I swear these n***as ain't nothin' like me
I swear them n***as ain't nothin' like me
I swear these n***as ain't nothin' like me
Bag, bitch I just got a new bag (Ba-)
This is so fast
These n***as be talkin' that shit I just laugh
That lil' bitch said she don't like Nieman's so I let her dream about Sac's
I really been with them demons like 2016 with a MAC
Bitch I don't fuck with them n***as I be with my brother's, I be with myself
Don't you try to fuck with us cause we not them other's that beggin' for help
And whoever came wit' you we packin' him up if he thinking he help
Swear to god I'm so high, please do not send me to hell
Please do not send me to hell
Bitch be on chief, like the glo
Glock on me feel like a glove
N***as not livin' like us
N***as not livin' like us, feelin' like us, killin' like us
I got a lil' bitch in love, I don't want love, I just won't fold
She said she want me to cope
Lil' bitch [?] this dope
That boy heard you want trouble
I'm not the one you wanna love
Brodie chargin' the [?] that's the low
We sippin' blood like a bug
We sippin' blood like a bug
We sippin' blood like a bug (Hey hey, hey)
Bug
[Verse]
My brodie steppin' like cleats
You could get smoked like I'm Chief Keef
Choppa gon' send off his weave
But I keep it on me all week
I swear these n***as ain't nothin' like me
I swear them n***as ain't nothin' like me
I swear these n***as ain't nothin' like me
Bag, bitch I just got a new bag (Ba-)
This is so fast
These n***as be talkin' that shit I just laugh
That lil' bitch said she don't like Nieman's so I let her dream about Sac's
I really been with them demons like 2016 with a MAC
Bitch I don't fuck with them n***as I be with my brother's, I be with myself
Don't you try to fuck with us cause we not them other's that beggin' for help
And whoever came wit' you we packin' him up if he thinking he help
Swear to god I'm so high, please do not send me to hell
Please do not send me to hell
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