Jebby's with another one
He shoving the trust, ain't popped in a couple months
I'm finna go slide, I'm getting rusted
Like his mans, we popped him up, but he ain't got luck
Come to the crib, my b***h on a fight, fussed and f***ed
The b***h be bugging, went on the drilling
And he got killed, don't ask me s***, cause I don't know nothing
I got a switch on back of this b***h, went to a rap pass
I'm trying to tuck it, ain't just Tony
For fun, spin out west, then tell him we done it
We on the way to the top, still around with choppin' opps
We putting them under, four n****s on that hit
They ain't know it was who when we shot, we let off a hundred
Aim for the face, the neck of the chest when we shoot
Let's call one in the stomach, bill for this s*** caught up
And they vomit, I'll run with some gunners
Like Austin Stowe, Cole Stunner
One of them faces, real deal gunner
And this winner, won't see him next summer
Dying for clout, I was getting dumber and dumber
Hitting his head before he fairly stumbled
Seven, six, two, make a big n***a tumble
Killing the killers and whoever's sunshine
Creep up, f***, f***, knew he was here
Heard that I f***ed the opps, f*** his mama
Cry, leave a b***h, b***h, want me dead
Try, rrra, that's that f***, another opp in the sky
Creep up, f***, f***
Knew he was here, heard that I f***ed the opps, f*** his mama
Cry, leave a b***h, b***h, want me dead
Try, rrra, that's that f***, another opp in the sky
Whoa, no lace front, but we at his wit
21, track on his car to find out where he live
21, 21, all my glocks was dirty, so I use my seed
If I'm outside your house, yo, Eric, there's something you shouldn't have did
Whoa, if you scared, go to church
No love for these hoes, cause they the ones do you the worst
Oh, God
Put a light on your heart, put a light on your heart

Lego in my stick, but this b***h don't shoot nerves
Hesitation get you killed, so we gon' move first
I did more gangsta s*** than you done seen
21, put your shiesty down, lil' bruh, I think they got a ring
21, don't ask what's in my cup, just know that it ain't green
21, I'm the type to tell your wife to meet me at Celine
Oh, God
You spend all your cash on drugs, then y'all a** a fiend
Ain't no codeine in your syrup, how the f*** you ain't
Draco hit him in the top and left with Mr. Clean
My lil' buddy got three hats and he still a teen
Creep up, f***ed, knew he was hit, heard that I f***ed the opps
Cause mama cry, leave a b***h, b***h want me dead
Try, r-r-hi, that's that fi, another opp in the sky
Creep up, f***ed, knew he was hit, heard that I f***ed the opps
Cause mama cry, leave a b***h, b***h want me dead
Try, r-r-hi, that's that fi, another opp in the sky
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