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"LEARN WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MESS
WITH THE MOST POWERFUL BEING IN THE UNIVERSE"

MMMMMM, my breath stink, gotta go fix that, WOOOOOO

This n***a here

These n****s be in the way though, fool (Bruh)

Going in for the kill, put his a** on the grill
I think I'm coming back, 45 in the building (I'm back)
Trying to get a bill, I see Bizzle gettin' billions
Staying in the gym, trap is jumping to the ceiling

I don't really give a flying f**k about your feelings
Why would I even care 'bout that
(Yeah) I'm just coolin', I be posted in the back (In the back)
And yeah we flipping, all my Bizzles do gymnast (Do gymnast)
Sticks be blowing, have y'all n****s runnin' laps
Sometimes I'm wild, I don't be knowing how to act (How to act)

I want all the s**t I never had
She like making movies, n***a we the cast
Call me daddy, send the addy
Masterpiece from Cali with a fatty

While she all up on her knees
On my d**k, but keep it clean
Booty bustin' through the jeans (Yeah)
In that p***y, make her cream
If I hit, I make her scream
When my d**k get in between

(Hol', you fakin' like shit. Wait)
(WHO? WHO?)
(Pew, Pew... PEW)

I'm in traffic, you can't catch me
Behind the curtains pulling strings
Hotboys tipping making scenes
Got the green for my bleeds, tell me I ain't doing things
Or I could be 23, Jordan with the rings
Tell me I ain't fly, I already got my wings

Tell me I ain't high, I already copped a P
Smokin' tree, in a backwood, rollin' leaves
Lil b***h, you can see that I ain't average
Keep them rubber bands, I like elastic
Want them Benji Blues, cuz I ain't never have 'em
I got that shock, and that static like it's magic

When I was down bad, where was you at (Where was you at)
I'm the captain, hunnits I collect
Got my n****s, not a question
She told me her confession
You shootin' and you missin'
Hope you ain't miss it
N***a be specific
They be switchin' if you ain't beneficial

Always been somebody, so I gotta keep a pistol
Snuck in with that shotty, they gon think I brought a missile
I be that Nizzle

You ain't there, you ain't there (OOOOOO)
I got undercover haters everywhere
Cuz the b*****s stop and stare
And, wanna play in my hair, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
You wasn't there (You wasn't there)
It was so cold out there (YEAH)
You wasn't there (NAH)

Hell nah, you wasn't there
Why the f**k you wasn't there
When they treated me unfair
Same shit is getting old
And, I'm always on the go
Different number, different phone
I just wanna let you know
That I'm that n***a and I gotta let it show
Coolin' with them Bizzles, I be posted with the bros

For all you n****s actin' bold
They should've told ya
Wipe ya nose, got 'em sick, catchin' colds
I just exposed him
You a clown
N***a pipe down before ya b***h get piped down

D**k up in her mouth
Pray to God that she don't bite down
Bad b***h named Tina think I'm Ike now
Beat the p***y, Imma hit her
In her nightgown (A NIGHTGOWN? REALLY?)

(Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang)

Haha...WATCH OUT....WE COMING
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"LEARN WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MESS
WITH THE MOST POWERFUL BEING IN THE UNIVERSE"

MMMMMM, my breath stink, gotta go fix that, WOOOOOO

This n***a here

These n****s be in the way though, fool (Bruh)

Going in for the kill, put his a** on the grill
I think I'm coming back, 45 in the building (I'm back)
Trying to get a bill, I see Bizzle gettin' billions
Staying in the gym, trap is jumping to the ceiling

I don't really give a flying f**k about your feelings
Why would I even care 'bout that
(Yeah) I'm just coolin', I be posted in the back (In the back)
And yeah we flipping, all my Bizzles do gymnast (Do gymnast)
Sticks be blowing, have y'all n****s runnin' laps
Sometimes I'm wild, I don't be knowing how to act (How to act)

I want all the s**t I never had
She like making movies, n***a we the cast
Call me daddy, send the addy
Masterpiece from Cali with a fatty

While she all up on her knees
On my d**k, but keep it clean
Booty bustin' through the jeans (Yeah)
In that p***y, make her cream
If I hit, I make her scream
When my d**k get in between

(Hol', you fakin' like shit. Wait)
(WHO? WHO?)
(Pew, Pew... PEW)

I'm in traffic, you can't catch me
Behind the curtains pulling strings
Hotboys tipping making scenes
Got the green for my bleeds, tell me I ain't doing things
Or I could be 23, Jordan with the rings
Tell me I ain't fly, I already got my wings

Tell me I ain't high, I already copped a P
Smokin' tree, in a backwood, rollin' leaves
Lil b***h, you can see that I ain't average
Keep them rubber bands, I like elastic
Want them Benji Blues, cuz I ain't never have 'em
I got that shock, and that static like it's magic

When I was down bad, where was you at (Where was you at)
I'm the captain, hunnits I collect
Got my n****s, not a question
She told me her confession
You shootin' and you missin'
Hope you ain't miss it
N***a be specific
They be switchin' if you ain't beneficial

Always been somebody, so I gotta keep a pistol
Snuck in with that shotty, they gon think I brought a missile
I be that Nizzle

You ain't there, you ain't there (OOOOOO)
I got undercover haters everywhere
Cuz the b*****s stop and stare
And, wanna play in my hair, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
You wasn't there (You wasn't there)
It was so cold out there (YEAH)
You wasn't there (NAH)

Hell nah, you wasn't there
Why the f**k you wasn't there
When they treated me unfair
Same shit is getting old
And, I'm always on the go
Different number, different phone
I just wanna let you know
That I'm that n***a and I gotta let it show
Coolin' with them Bizzles, I be posted with the bros

For all you n****s actin' bold
They should've told ya
Wipe ya nose, got 'em sick, catchin' colds
I just exposed him
You a clown
N***a pipe down before ya b***h get piped down

D**k up in her mouth
Pray to God that she don't bite down
Bad b***h named Tina think I'm Ike now
Beat the p***y, Imma hit her
In her nightgown (A NIGHTGOWN? REALLY?)

(Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang)

Haha...WATCH OUT....WE COMING
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Writer: Jayquon Jenkins, Maurice Brooks
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