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[Intro] From parts unknown
[Verse 1-SlimmyB] Niggas wanna play, I ain't trippin' Nigga game on Tints so dark can't see shit with these shades on We don't do no askin' round here we just take souls Stock in a Glock and imma bust till his face gone No it ain't 40, walkin' funny cus the bankroll Choppa get to singin Put that draco on Drake mode Make a nigga and his bitch dance no tango Im bussin' then Daboii is too Real bang bros Take a bitch, bandit These niggas can't stand it They think I'm Mariah how I let go this Cannon Shit get real we in the field we don't panic Strap a 3K tryna Klu Klux Klan shit Four five get to trippin Like that bitch havin' a tantrum Nerds tryna copy You know I had to Uncle Sam em Stomp a nigga out In these Bred 1's band em Dumb hoes, bum hoes fuck I can't stand em Wanna fuck with us you broke niggas betta team up This 40 got me walkin 'round the hood Like I'm King Tut Bands on me bust down Bitch not thing tucked Was runnin' 'round the hood broke Till a nigga beefed up I'm from the North Pole Where them niggas keep poles Glock on, TO Will make you sing like Ne-yo Coppin guns but can't shoot Like Shaq at the free throw And niggas cold What the fuck you think I got this heat for Me and bro passin' bitches I can't even speak on Back to back treat they ass Like we playin ping-pong XD on D, butter pokin out the peacoat And the 40 shootin' Shit that's knocking down King Kong lil nigga
[Verse 2 - YhungTO] Big four five on my hip got me leanin' Already had Christians Fo walked up in Nemins Nigga would you believe me if I said I talk demons Baby red bottoms having conversations bout Jesus Baby young nigga still posted in the hood Sending shots to a op niggas thought it was good Got K's fuckface cop ace for the joog Pourin ace for the pain cus I came from the mud I was posted on the block 32 in the chop With a Glock that'll knock a nigga head to his socks Nigga stop it, talking cash shit I'm the profit Three bands for the fit you go broke tryna cop Young nigga never had shit, uh Had to get it had to ask shit, uh Grandma told baby never give up Find a hole and put your mans in one
[Verse 3-Daboii] Whole gang in party OMG that's a lotta poles Make a wrong move Then them straps take a lotta souls You a nappy head Then them straps take a lotta fros Try and cut me off Give a fuck gotta lotta hoes Rollin up the loud damn i think I'm in a angel Bitch I'm this shit, got me feelin like the anal Syrup in that sprite, nah nigga this ain't maple He thought he had a bitch till we slid Where his main go? Stop speaking on my name Bitch you barely know the half I would let you hold a loaf But you barely good math Brought a 40 in the party I ain't worried bout a jab Tryna fuck? Where that check I ain't worried bout no ass BITCH... it's a muzzle on that strap Break a bitch down when I fuck her from the back I know bitches want my cheese And I ain't cuffin on a rat And I know these niggas plottin' So I'm clutchin on a strap And I know these niggas fake Bro told me keep the circle small Niggas really nerds What the fuck? Cut them Urkel's off And you niggas fake OMG god who birthed them all Circle full of hittas Lil nigga ain't a nerd involved
[Verse 3-Lul G] Bitch I been in these streets Bitch I been totin heat No stock, big clips for you pussies tryna creep SOB the gang for you niggas love speak Same young wild niggas fuck a niggas bitch to sleep But TO ridin round with that draco Stay up in yo lane lil nigga cus it's game on Fuck around and have shots fired nigga case closed Hit the stash spot fuck a nigga need a bank for Me and Slimmy see me rollin woods, of that dank up Slid on the block bounced out with them change tucked Callin coppin please lol that is lame stuff Better be smart before this 40 put yo brains up Big shapes whole bands and them bankrolls Broke boys can't compare nigga these is play clothes Nerd!
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