Look, don’t trip, If we don’t got the gun, I bet he get beat out his kicks (Okay)
Real shit, and I just started rappin’, now a nigga gettin’ lit (glah)
Don’t slip, If I call up Quan, I bet he gon’ flock at the whip (Ayo, flock at that shit)
Don’t trip, If I can’t bring move, then I ain’t comin’ in
Don’t slip, If I catch Dougie B, I better hit him in his shit (Grrah)
Can’t switch, I ain’t cuffin’ no treesh, yeah, I’m just beatin’ her shit
Oh shit, and free PJ, he always hoppin’ out the whip (Ayo, hop out that shit)
Grrah, don’t trip, and I’m droppin’ the 5s, and we smokin’ on Nick (glah)
And TMac, you broke, I bet you can’t show me a band
And y’all fans, and y’all niggas be cappin’
Like, go get back for your mans
Oh shit, oh shit
That’s me, put the beam on a bitch
Don’t run, don’t die like Nick
Yus Gz, you a bitch
African boy tryna dance in this shit
Like nah, I’m back
I call up Move if he movin’ too tact
Like what? Shoot back
Benzo died, get back
Her ass fat, I hit from the back (Grrah)
No cap, like nigga stop cappin’
Nigga, I had you runnin’ laps (Grrah)
Yo Benzo got shot by the strip
Don’t run, don’t trip
I call up Telly, we smokin’ on Benz
Opp thot, fuckin’ on her friend
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