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[Verse]
Walk around with tha' fucking Smith & Wesson
Boy you talking down, we gon' turn him to a lesson
Punch him in the teeth he don't need a fucking dentist
Say he needed racks, never mind I fucking lent it
And my bros coming through with their weapons
And you know I'm coming through with my, yeah
I got sight on my fucking left hand
I gon call up eli [?] best man, nigga
Aka eli fucking banss, nigga
Ever since I was a youngin' he was my fucking man
If you talk on my bros you won't the [lights/lane?] again
When is this bullshit gon fucking end
Like when it's gonna' fucking end
How my god, bullets imma send
Like how many bullets imma send
Been to yo block
Imma bend yo shit again
And again and again and again
Imma bend that shit again
And again and again and again
Like how my god they don't wanna see my win
They don't wanna- They don't wanna see my win
Like oh my god they don't wanna see my win
I swear to you, they don't wanna see my win
Like I don't give a fuck
All I need is fucking me
All I need is me, myself & I
By my fucking self had the time of my life
When [?] low [?] I get the most ice
Smoke more spliffs on my own fucking time
Get high on my own fucking time
Bro fuck you, nigga that just my bop
My bop-, my-my bop, my-my bop, my bop, my bop
Big chops coming through big chops
Niggas knows you not doing shit on my block
Wanna be sprinkler one day, no you not
They tried to sell me spray today, I was like nah
Like nah, like nah, like nah
I know a fucking bro got that muthafucking Glock
Cut people off yeah, it's getting too hot
Yeah, shoutout [?] Imma play Baccarat