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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmo Made It)
(Treyo Snapped)

Last time I checked, shit, we was cool, I never knew it was pressure
Wait 'fore you jump inside this coupe, make sure you grab that Beretta
Do what you wanna do, that's cool, but make sure that you move careful
Thirty clip long like a ruler, you know the TEC came with extra
I'm from the bottom of the 'jects, and yeah, I grew up 'round steppers
It ain't no tellin' what I'm in, Mercedes Benz or a Tesla
We clutch MAC-10's and throw up bands, got thirty shots for an extra
Oh pussy boy, we up 'bout ten, when we catch y'all, that make twelve up
We live the soldier life mentality

My youngin' quick to make a rapper bleed
This that Juvenile, that Boosie Boo back in 2003
This that youngin' dump shit, let that drum spit for a half a ki'
This that through the cut shit out a Cutlass, let that hammer speak
Everybody 'round me blue flaggin'
Don't come 'round here like, where the f*ck is y'all passes?"
They want some smoke, we steady handin' out cancer
Like f*ck it, slump all they asses
Timmy slangin' iron from West to East back to Cap Street
We let off shots then watch them run like a track meet
Like what you want, don't you ask me
I'm tryna put him and his partner on black tees
Whole hundred shots come out the chopper, no actin'
Boy, my whole street 'bout that action
Just counted ten where my lil' bitch stayin' actually
Like f*ck that bitch, know matter fact, her name Ashley

Last time I checked, shit, we was cool, I never knew it was pressure
Wait 'fore you jump inside this coupe, make sure you grab that Beretta
Do what you wanna do, that's cool, but make sure that you move careful
Thirty clip long like a ruler, you know the TEC came with extra
I'm from the bottom of the 'jects, so yeah, I grew up 'round steppers
It ain't no tellin' what I'm in, Mercedes Benz or a Tesla
We clutch MAC-10's and throw up bands, got thirty shots for an extra
Oh pussy boy, we up 'bout ten, when we catch y'all, that make twelve up
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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmo Made It)
(Treyo Snapped)

Last time I checked, shit, we was cool, I never knew it was pressure
Wait 'fore you jump inside this coupe, make sure you grab that Beretta
Do what you wanna do, that's cool, but make sure that you move careful
Thirty clip long like a ruler, you know the TEC came with extra
I'm from the bottom of the 'jects, and yeah, I grew up 'round steppers
It ain't no tellin' what I'm in, Mercedes Benz or a Tesla
We clutch MAC-10's and throw up bands, got thirty shots for an extra
Oh pussy boy, we up 'bout ten, when we catch y'all, that make twelve up
We live the soldier life mentality

My youngin' quick to make a rapper bleed
This that Juvenile, that Boosie Boo back in 2003
This that youngin' dump shit, let that drum spit for a half a ki'
This that through the cut shit out a Cutlass, let that hammer speak
Everybody 'round me blue flaggin'
Don't come 'round here like, where the f*ck is y'all passes?"
They want some smoke, we steady handin' out cancer
Like f*ck it, slump all they asses
Timmy slangin' iron from West to East back to Cap Street
We let off shots then watch them run like a track meet
Like what you want, don't you ask me
I'm tryna put him and his partner on black tees
Whole hundred shots come out the chopper, no actin'
Boy, my whole street 'bout that action
Just counted ten where my lil' bitch stayin' actually
Like f*ck that bitch, know matter fact, her name Ashley

Last time I checked, shit, we was cool, I never knew it was pressure
Wait 'fore you jump inside this coupe, make sure you grab that Beretta
Do what you wanna do, that's cool, but make sure that you move careful
Thirty clip long like a ruler, you know the TEC came with extra
I'm from the bottom of the 'jects, so yeah, I grew up 'round steppers
It ain't no tellin' what I'm in, Mercedes Benz or a Tesla
We clutch MAC-10's and throw up bands, got thirty shots for an extra
Oh pussy boy, we up 'bout ten, when we catch y'all, that make twelve up
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Writer: Thomas Horton, Tommy Curtis III, Tyquian Bowman
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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