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Got the birds in the back, tryna flip a brick
And you lost it, baby, that ain't top out a bitch
And the strings still attached, hit him with the bling
Heard he snitchin' on the Lilo, call his ass a stitch

Ah, ain't bad, we gon' light him up
Heard he smokin' dead, niggas, we gon' light him up
F*ckin' with Lil' Cam, we gon' leave him stuck
If you f*ckin' with my brips, I'm gon' have you dead as f*ck

If you f*ckin' with Lil' Cam, I'm gon' leave the nigga dead
A lot of pepsos in this bitch, I'ma fill you with some lead
Me and Shai see some demons, you know my niggas seein' red
So we don't give a f*ck about a dead nigga, wear his head

Alright, check it, these niggas dumb as hell
If I ever catch a body, nigga, I don't need a bell
And you know I'm sayin' quiet, I would never tell
Put the Glock up in your mouth, oh

Put the Glock up in your mouth and show it like it's summertime
Throw a bullet like it's art
Throw a bullet like a Hail Mary, leave me on bail
Clock a nigga open like I'm f*ckin' up a nigga's shell

Shot him in his chest, make that nigga have a heart attack
Shot him in his face, lil' nigga, get head tapped
Put him in the mace, now his whole family in the bag
Ah, nigga, I'm a grown man

I be in the kitchen whippin' cocaine with a little hand
I'ma bring that lightning and the thunder, call me Shazam
Ben says he's tryna f*ckin' hit her with the semi-am
Nah, nigga, that's a new tech, I got a new blick

Blue flag in her left pocket, give her cryptic
Call him a nigga with some sticks, niggas, he a big bitch
Hit him with the .30-K, a fool
Hit him with the .30-K, nigga, then we lift him

Puss a nigga in his face, huh, I'ma blink him
Call me Mr. Build-a-Bitch, I'ma have her ass shapeshiftin
Put him in the sky, I'ma have that nigga gate-liftin
Bill say he misses the target, I got a big difference

I can get, ooh, I can get any type of one, I got a big reference
Baby, I'm just tryna dick you down, nigga, f*ckin' friendship
Tell me how my nigga shot the nigga, he got resurrected
Speakin' on my dad, lil' nigga, that's a heavy sentence

Murder's in the devil, lil' nigga, I be heavy sittin
Put him in the bag, put him in the bag
Now we got his whole family lookin
Now we got his whole family lookin

Now we got his whole family lookin
Now we got his whole family lookin
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Got the birds in the back, tryna flip a brick
And you lost it, baby, that ain't top out a bitch
And the strings still attached, hit him with the bling
Heard he snitchin' on the Lilo, call his ass a stitch

Ah, ain't bad, we gon' light him up
Heard he smokin' dead, niggas, we gon' light him up
F*ckin' with Lil' Cam, we gon' leave him stuck
If you f*ckin' with my brips, I'm gon' have you dead as f*ck

If you f*ckin' with Lil' Cam, I'm gon' leave the nigga dead
A lot of pepsos in this bitch, I'ma fill you with some lead
Me and Shai see some demons, you know my niggas seein' red
So we don't give a f*ck about a dead nigga, wear his head

Alright, check it, these niggas dumb as hell
If I ever catch a body, nigga, I don't need a bell
And you know I'm sayin' quiet, I would never tell
Put the Glock up in your mouth, oh

Put the Glock up in your mouth and show it like it's summertime
Throw a bullet like it's art
Throw a bullet like a Hail Mary, leave me on bail
Clock a nigga open like I'm f*ckin' up a nigga's shell

Shot him in his chest, make that nigga have a heart attack
Shot him in his face, lil' nigga, get head tapped
Put him in the mace, now his whole family in the bag
Ah, nigga, I'm a grown man

I be in the kitchen whippin' cocaine with a little hand
I'ma bring that lightning and the thunder, call me Shazam
Ben says he's tryna f*ckin' hit her with the semi-am
Nah, nigga, that's a new tech, I got a new blick

Blue flag in her left pocket, give her cryptic
Call him a nigga with some sticks, niggas, he a big bitch
Hit him with the .30-K, a fool
Hit him with the .30-K, nigga, then we lift him

Puss a nigga in his face, huh, I'ma blink him
Call me Mr. Build-a-Bitch, I'ma have her ass shapeshiftin
Put him in the sky, I'ma have that nigga gate-liftin
Bill say he misses the target, I got a big difference

I can get, ooh, I can get any type of one, I got a big reference
Baby, I'm just tryna dick you down, nigga, f*ckin' friendship
Tell me how my nigga shot the nigga, he got resurrected
Speakin' on my dad, lil' nigga, that's a heavy sentence

Murder's in the devil, lil' nigga, I be heavy sittin
Put him in the bag, put him in the bag
Now we got his whole family lookin
Now we got his whole family lookin

Now we got his whole family lookin
Now we got his whole family lookin
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Writer: Trevor Lucky, Anthony Dixon, Cambri Lucky
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