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[Intro]
La la la la
Blah blah blah

[Verse 1]
Don't smoke or drink so yeah I'm sober when I speak
This a trap house that gun better not look petite
Say the wrong thing I'm only gone say a beat
I'm knocking at yo door like, "Hello trick or treat"
Go to the back and put it in the bag hurry up
Gold, change, credit cards and every last buck
I'm a give you five minutes to give it up in a rush
If he fuck up bullets hitting him in the gut
Holy shit maybe we should light a candle or two
Turn a fuck nigga to a bitch nigga like Bruce
I keep a shotgun that make that nigga lights go duce
And if I send him to my guys that nigga ain't getting loose
Of course I'm so motherfucking shallow
One of you niggas is finna die though
Carry the body up out the backdoor
Get rid of every witness including my own shadow
Never tell em how you got it coming in
Niggas can't hold water they could barely swim
I push the turf from the track to the rim
Keep a strong body of work and I ain't talking gym
Pussy ass bitch know my block ain't safe
You a hostage now that I'm surrounding yo place
30G Rolex so my time won't waste
Then I crack the iPhone so the cops can't trace