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� In peace, in peace May you rest, may you rest Never ever shoot below the net Never ever You a rookie, you a rookie I'm a vet, I'm a vet That's why I got a Glock, you got a tip Not checkers, these chest I flooded out my paddock with baguettes I curved Tiffany, for Jess Need to get myself together, I'm a mess In bikini bottom, I'm with Sandy Moesha keep on drinking out of Brandy Keisha eat the molly like it's candy Body slam a nigga like I'm Randy I'm a hot hitter, I'm a guap getter Leave a thot bitter, get your block hitter Oh, you think you in a group? Get that *** split up Tryna suck me land down, I make that bitch sit up Yeah, hot bars, dirty stick, case closed We grill beef, nigga charcoal Selling pussy, Huppa J.J. got a barcode These broke-ass niggas need Job Corps Used to use EBT to get seafood Now Uber Eats when I want Kiku She wanna hang, gotta let the gang G you Metro worth a lot of M's, nigga, me too Hanging off my earlobes is a rock Hanging off my waistline is a Glock The body in that casket was a opp I don't throw no bottles, I throw shots All this drip on me, I need a mop Balenciaga boxes in the socks I got ten freaky girls on the yacht Finna drown in them, dawg, finna drown in them Last altercation got a hundred rounds in them All my spots got a lot of bloodhounds in them Ain't no furniture, it's just a lot of pounds in them Perk soft, hard, and I got the brown in them What the bummer, clutch, I told we don't ramp in them Edgewood Glen with boulder crest and a hemp with them Got a lot of sticks, you can get stamped with them Tryna mediate the beef, you get found with them All these chains, rest in peace to Harry Tubman Niggas broke cause they doing too much clubbing Cashed out on all my cards cause I'm stubborn Zone C's against the world, that's how I'm coming I came out the womb, I was thuggin' Ain't no fist fights, niggas upping Rappers say they won't smoke, but they bluffing When you see them face to face, it ain't nothing Hanging off my earlobes is a rock Hanging off my waistline is a glock The body in that casket was a opp I don't throw no bottles, I throw shots All this drip on me, I need a mop Balenciaga boxes and a sock I got ten freaky girls on a yacht I got ten freaky girls on a yacht

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