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OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Where yo' bitch at?)
Uh, Gimme' a beat, I'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?" (Bitch, what you think?)
Swagguh, Bitch
Big Swagguh
Gimme' a beat, I'm attackin' it (Rrahh)
He tryn' play ball, but, he don't play hard
7 .62s took off his face card
They tryna swing over here? Hit up they car
We gon' swing over there, watch 'em take off
Keep it in drive, hop out, play ball
We had the lo', we had to trace y'all
Slimeez delete shit, they gon' erase all
Don't try to run, cuz' the bullets'll race y'all
330i? Swangin'
I'm out the window, bangin'
He try to run? Chase 'em
Hop out the car, them bullets erase 'em (Bang-Bang)
This off the taco
He tried to play ball, he hit a flop, tho'
Lil bitch gon' gimme' the slop, tho'
She like to clean? Get ready to mop, ho
He tryn' rap? Like, lil bro' ass
Like, he tryn' rap? Like, lil bro' ass
I'm in a Jag', all black mask
Ready to blast, hop out, "BANG!"
Like, it's a bang-bang (Bang-bang)
Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang (Bang-Bang)
Bang-Bang-Bang (Bang-Bang)
Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang
All this smoke up in the air, let's swing thru the B', and let's see what they on
She wan' f*ck, she callin' my phone
If I spot a G'? I'm gettin' him gone
FreeBig30, he was bringin' me home
Heard he was Grape, so we takin' his soul
In a X-sev, it's not movin' slow
Cops try to hop? They ain't gettin' up close
Dissin' on Duty? You gettin' smoked
Catch Lil Yaya? he gettin' yolked
On that car, it's comin' down slow
F*ck Lil Dillz, he dyin' real slow
Call BigShark, he always on go
That's my twin, I know, he gon' blow
I'm on the A', posted up with my bros
Swing thru here? You gotta' be bold
I'm off a Perc', now, I'm movin' slow
He got a gun, but, he ain't gon' blow
Niggas be tender 'bout these hos
Throwin' these bullets like I'm Romo
They lost Twin, they ain't slide for bro'
7 .62s gon' rip thru yo' door
Swing thru the A'? Won't live nomo'
Catch Fo Guala? He goin' on the floor
Boy, how he a Steppaa, but he ain't step for Twin? That shit don't add up
I got my gun, don't get me fed up
I wanna f*ck, so put ya' leg up
I'm up the road, tryn' get my bread up
He Die7hugs, so he get packed up
Lost Double R, we 'bout to act up
Cops try to hop? They get smacked up
Hit DaSlimee, cuz' he always strapped up
FreeHBz, he was tryn' clap sum'n (Free Bizzle, Im So Slimee)
I get nervous? Lil nigga, back up
I'm throwin' these shots, you'll get whacked up
Jump out the Rocket, I'm tryn' Blast sum'n
He kicked off, but he got Asthma
Ran out of breath, shots f*ck his back up
I raise my hand? You'll get smacked up
You'll get stretched, for tryn' be tuff
I walkdown? I'm sendin you up
Keep tryna diss, enough is enough
Boy, you is a bitch and that shit bluff
1 in the head, 10 in the clip, I bet, that shit gon' add up
Cop us some 'Bo, we gon' match up
Opp in a leaf, he get wrapped up
Big gun hit like a truck
Clutchin' the pole, I'ma let it bus(t)
We see them niggas? They Shit Outta' Luck
SOL, I'm with the Sharks On Land in the cut
I'on really give no f*cks
You niggas knowin' what's up
I'll leave a opp in a Tux'
I got a Stick, it leave niggas Stuck
He saw the lightnin', he got struck
He got hit in his face, yuck, shit lookin' ugly
Jump out, make his ass Hop like a Bunny
He can't run, fat ass too chubby
Shit went thru his back and took out his stomach
Can't wipe with a napkin, shit too bloody
You can't come around, nigga, you ain't my buddy
Bitch, I'm from Newark, don't call me yo' muddy
Bitch (Bitch)
(Bitch, I'm from Newark, don't call me yo' muddy)
(Caught a headshot, his ass movin' slow like a dummy)
(Damnn, he got hit in the tummy, on bro', damn)
(Umh, damnn, aah-like a Mummy)
(He got wrapped like a Mummy)
(Hop out the car, make him Jump like a Bunny, Where yo' bitch at?)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Bunny)
Uh, Gimme' a beat, I'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?"
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OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Where yo' bitch at?)
Uh, Gimme' a beat, I'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?" (Bitch, what you think?)
Swagguh, Bitch
Big Swagguh
Gimme' a beat, I'm attackin' it (Rrahh)
He tryn' play ball, but, he don't play hard
7 .62s took off his face card
They tryna swing over here? Hit up they car
We gon' swing over there, watch 'em take off
Keep it in drive, hop out, play ball
We had the lo', we had to trace y'all
Slimeez delete shit, they gon' erase all
Don't try to run, cuz' the bullets'll race y'all
330i? Swangin'
I'm out the window, bangin'
He try to run? Chase 'em
Hop out the car, them bullets erase 'em (Bang-Bang)
This off the taco
He tried to play ball, he hit a flop, tho'
Lil bitch gon' gimme' the slop, tho'
She like to clean? Get ready to mop, ho
He tryn' rap? Like, lil bro' ass
Like, he tryn' rap? Like, lil bro' ass
I'm in a Jag', all black mask
Ready to blast, hop out, "BANG!"
Like, it's a bang-bang (Bang-bang)
Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang (Bang-Bang)
Bang-Bang-Bang (Bang-Bang)
Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang
All this smoke up in the air, let's swing thru the B', and let's see what they on
She wan' f*ck, she callin' my phone
If I spot a G'? I'm gettin' him gone
FreeBig30, he was bringin' me home
Heard he was Grape, so we takin' his soul
In a X-sev, it's not movin' slow
Cops try to hop? They ain't gettin' up close
Dissin' on Duty? You gettin' smoked
Catch Lil Yaya? he gettin' yolked
On that car, it's comin' down slow
F*ck Lil Dillz, he dyin' real slow
Call BigShark, he always on go
That's my twin, I know, he gon' blow
I'm on the A', posted up with my bros
Swing thru here? You gotta' be bold
I'm off a Perc', now, I'm movin' slow
He got a gun, but, he ain't gon' blow
Niggas be tender 'bout these hos
Throwin' these bullets like I'm Romo
They lost Twin, they ain't slide for bro'
7 .62s gon' rip thru yo' door
Swing thru the A'? Won't live nomo'
Catch Fo Guala? He goin' on the floor
Boy, how he a Steppaa, but he ain't step for Twin? That shit don't add up
I got my gun, don't get me fed up
I wanna f*ck, so put ya' leg up
I'm up the road, tryn' get my bread up
He Die7hugs, so he get packed up
Lost Double R, we 'bout to act up
Cops try to hop? They get smacked up
Hit DaSlimee, cuz' he always strapped up
FreeHBz, he was tryn' clap sum'n (Free Bizzle, Im So Slimee)
I get nervous? Lil nigga, back up
I'm throwin' these shots, you'll get whacked up
Jump out the Rocket, I'm tryn' Blast sum'n
He kicked off, but he got Asthma
Ran out of breath, shots f*ck his back up
I raise my hand? You'll get smacked up
You'll get stretched, for tryn' be tuff
I walkdown? I'm sendin you up
Keep tryna diss, enough is enough
Boy, you is a bitch and that shit bluff
1 in the head, 10 in the clip, I bet, that shit gon' add up
Cop us some 'Bo, we gon' match up
Opp in a leaf, he get wrapped up
Big gun hit like a truck
Clutchin' the pole, I'ma let it bus(t)
We see them niggas? They Shit Outta' Luck
SOL, I'm with the Sharks On Land in the cut
I'on really give no f*cks
You niggas knowin' what's up
I'll leave a opp in a Tux'
I got a Stick, it leave niggas Stuck
He saw the lightnin', he got struck
He got hit in his face, yuck, shit lookin' ugly
Jump out, make his ass Hop like a Bunny
He can't run, fat ass too chubby
Shit went thru his back and took out his stomach
Can't wipe with a napkin, shit too bloody
You can't come around, nigga, you ain't my buddy
Bitch, I'm from Newark, don't call me yo' muddy
Bitch (Bitch)
(Bitch, I'm from Newark, don't call me yo' muddy)
(Caught a headshot, his ass movin' slow like a dummy)
(Damnn, he got hit in the tummy, on bro', damn)
(Umh, damnn, aah-like a Mummy)
(He got wrapped like a Mummy)
(Hop out the car, make him Jump like a Bunny, Where yo' bitch at?)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Bunny)
Uh, Gimme' a beat, I'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?"
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