[Intro]
Ah, ah
[Chorus]
Extended clip, this thirty clip mag' (Thirty mag')
Mmm-ah, I'm tweakin' with my trend, don't make me crash (Don't make me crash)
Mmm-ah, like, hop out, gang, let's play some pistol tag (Rock that shit up, Hari)
Uh, 12 gang how they hop out, like the pistol, come do dash (Come do dash)
I already hit a lick in this one, switch to a new mask (To a new mask)
I already did a hit with these sticks, switch to a new class (To a new class)
Mmm, ah, he just shot a nigga, step back, nigga, Danny Granger (Uh, he Danny Granger)
Mmm, ah, I was fifteen when I became ganger
Uh, I don't speak to 12, ma' say don't talk to strangers (Don't talk to strangers)
[Verse]
Oh, you ain't know? That ain't Hi-Tech in my cup, lean
Oh, you ain't know? My uncle taught me how to servе a fiend
And ever sincе we was broke, I've been hittin' licks since a pre-teen
Uh, kick in your door, get on the floor, we need everything
Hit a lick on lil' bro, he tired of the kid
Uh, whenever I wan' get high, I hit the fridge
Uh, four deep in that hotbox, slide from the pit
Mmm-ah, hop out the car with that fah-fah, Call of Duty stick
Mmm-ah, ho asked why I pour a four ounce but ain't even sick
Uh-uh, uncle live life in the box but he ain't Roddy Ricch
Uh-uh, first time bustin' .45, I damn near popped my wrist
Uh yeah, I got a trans Glock 'cause this shit got a dick and switch
Uh-uh, we takin' your man's off today 'cause my finger itch
Uh yeah, this nigga ran off soon as we pull up to the bricks
Uh-huh, let's have a stand-off, I'm tryna test out my new blick
Uh-uh, I'm on that Xan' bar, high like where the pilot sit
Yeah I'm on the Xan' bar, geeked up, yeah, I'm high as shit
Yeah, pop me a Xan' bar, geeked up, high like pelican
Uh, I want foreign car, I don't want American
Uh, the AR spread far, hop out of this caravan
Ah, ah
[Chorus]
Extended clip, this thirty clip mag' (Thirty mag')
Mmm-ah, I'm tweakin' with my trend, don't make me crash (Don't make me crash)
Mmm-ah, like, hop out, gang, let's play some pistol tag (Rock that shit up, Hari)
Uh, 12 gang how they hop out, like the pistol, come do dash (Come do dash)
I already hit a lick in this one, switch to a new mask (To a new mask)
I already did a hit with these sticks, switch to a new class (To a new class)
Mmm, ah, he just shot a nigga, step back, nigga, Danny Granger (Uh, he Danny Granger)
Mmm, ah, I was fifteen when I became ganger
Uh, I don't speak to 12, ma' say don't talk to strangers (Don't talk to strangers)
[Verse]
Oh, you ain't know? That ain't Hi-Tech in my cup, lean
Oh, you ain't know? My uncle taught me how to servе a fiend
And ever sincе we was broke, I've been hittin' licks since a pre-teen
Uh, kick in your door, get on the floor, we need everything
Hit a lick on lil' bro, he tired of the kid
Uh, whenever I wan' get high, I hit the fridge
Uh, four deep in that hotbox, slide from the pit
Mmm-ah, hop out the car with that fah-fah, Call of Duty stick
Mmm-ah, ho asked why I pour a four ounce but ain't even sick
Uh-uh, uncle live life in the box but he ain't Roddy Ricch
Uh-uh, first time bustin' .45, I damn near popped my wrist
Uh yeah, I got a trans Glock 'cause this shit got a dick and switch
Uh-uh, we takin' your man's off today 'cause my finger itch
Uh yeah, this nigga ran off soon as we pull up to the bricks
Uh-huh, let's have a stand-off, I'm tryna test out my new blick
Uh-uh, I'm on that Xan' bar, high like where the pilot sit
Yeah I'm on the Xan' bar, geeked up, yeah, I'm high as shit
Yeah, pop me a Xan' bar, geeked up, high like pelican
Uh, I want foreign car, I don't want American
Uh, the AR spread far, hop out of this caravan
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