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F*ck, f*ck
You heard what I said little nigga come on
F*ck, hmm
You know what it is nigga
F*cked up, huh
Yeah nigga
Woah, woah, woah-ho, hey (you think you know me)

Since you be alone, catch this heat alone
F*ck yo nigga's home, they gon' be alone
Th AN-94, leave that nigga prone

(Motherf*cker tired, ears itching)

Huh huh, now you wanna start (wanna start)
Big dog, huh? Now you wanna bark (shit)
Get the thing, let it spark (brrr)
Peglord should've died in the Arc
How you gonna talk? (He gotta talk)
When I see him I'mma send him to the Lord
One click, we gon' empty his card
Plan B take charge (f*cker)
We can't find you at your job, we gon' be at home
Heard you nigga up and coming we gon' put him on
I ain't even gon' try to conceal a comb
Let's get it on, yeah
Now get him gon'
Bullets hit his neck and the backbone
Felt this, no stoppin'
One stop turn Steve Bannon into Steve Hawking (f*cking)

Uh, since you be alone, catch this heat alone
F*ck yo' nigga's home, they gon' be alone
The AN-94, leave that nigga prone

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay don't get up

It's the, ooh
It's the ocean
And the trees
And the birds
And the bears, damn
Oh my god (oh my god)
And a
Got somebody she is a beauty
A beauty, a beauty
Very special
Really and truly
And truly, yeah (hey, nice)
(Oh, oh that was the word!)
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F*ck, f*ck
You heard what I said little nigga come on
F*ck, hmm
You know what it is nigga
F*cked up, huh
Yeah nigga
Woah, woah, woah-ho, hey (you think you know me)

Since you be alone, catch this heat alone
F*ck yo nigga's home, they gon' be alone
Th AN-94, leave that nigga prone

(Motherf*cker tired, ears itching)

Huh huh, now you wanna start (wanna start)
Big dog, huh? Now you wanna bark (shit)
Get the thing, let it spark (brrr)
Peglord should've died in the Arc
How you gonna talk? (He gotta talk)
When I see him I'mma send him to the Lord
One click, we gon' empty his card
Plan B take charge (f*cker)
We can't find you at your job, we gon' be at home
Heard you nigga up and coming we gon' put him on
I ain't even gon' try to conceal a comb
Let's get it on, yeah
Now get him gon'
Bullets hit his neck and the backbone
Felt this, no stoppin'
One stop turn Steve Bannon into Steve Hawking (f*cking)

Uh, since you be alone, catch this heat alone
F*ck yo' nigga's home, they gon' be alone
The AN-94, leave that nigga prone

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay don't get up

It's the, ooh
It's the ocean
And the trees
And the birds
And the bears, damn
Oh my god (oh my god)
And a
Got somebody she is a beauty
A beauty, a beauty
Very special
Really and truly
And truly, yeah (hey, nice)
(Oh, oh that was the word!)
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Writer: Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks, Steven Marsden, Von Wayne Charles
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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