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yeah yeah yeah yeah
I get groovy
Wasting that blip
Means I don't feed
And I got bro
That drive by shooting
Yeah
You told a nigga
That we took it down
How the *
Do you really sound
You know that 4-way
Big AC nigga
We really running around
Yeah
He trying to strip
Cause we took that blip
Lil' bro get the *
On the ground
Yeah
But how we march
On that motherfucking block
With a motherfucking stick
Yeah
We took it blip
Yeah
L.C. *
We renegade bitch
He trying to come around
Now he ain't locked
They know
They know we spendin' *
The cops in the lot
Talkin' bout we at
Puss but come and work
That blip
And when I go
Got my fuckin' glitzy
We like live on fuckin' sticks
Pulled up in my way
Tryna catch a free pick
Hop out and get jiggy
Put a switch on for a knee
One of y'all niggas
Slash your bosses in the seats
Call the cover for school
You know you're hit
Waddle with an A.I.P.
Double that T
Pull up in that fat thing
Hop out the bleach
19 with a switch
I'ma look down on *
I got in the groove
It was just at the wrist
These niggas be dissin'
All live and *
Said that nigga pop out
Use real song
Rupin' out and hoppin' out
Had to ride in the circle
Had to crawl from out
When we switch out and run
You know I'm choppin' out
Kick off with that green
Got a pump, blick out
Put a hop in the counter
Drop back, pour him out
Pull up, walk by the hell
Cow's delight
Chase all down the street
Y'all do that a lot
Yeah, you told a nigga
That we took it down
How the * do you really sound
You know that four-way bit
AC and them niggas
We done runnin' now
We tryna stretch
Cause we took that bit
Little break
Get the * on the ground
Yeah, but how we march
On that motherfuckin' block
With a motherfuckin' stick
Yeah, we took it bleak
Yeah, that's the *
We renegade, bitch
We tryna come around
And I ain't locked in, no
They know we spendin' *
The odds in the light
Talkin' bout we at
But some of the common work
They be
And when I go
Get my fuckin' glitzy
We like live on fuckin' stitch