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Young nigga pull up kicking in Your door let me know if it's Pressure, finna leave him on the Floor
And that pack coming in, you Know it's a give and go ducking From the bullet, but you can't run From the smoke
Anybody gotta problem on that App let me know I can take a Nigga down, you show your Hand, just be ghost
And I don't even like to bake, but That chopper make him toast you Tryna run from this K, but it's Ripping through your throat
And I'm a funny nigga, but a lot Of times I don't joke got me F*cked up and now I gotta let the Glock blow
Did that nigga bad was speaking On the gang, he had to go I'm on The front line when niggas want The pressure, bring the smoke
And I ain't never duck cause I was Never taught to be a ho you say It's up, bitch, it's stuck then I'm Riding with the pole
Draco, make him beatbox, the Nigga got low this ARP knock off Heads and put holes in socks Though
I'm counting down, bitch, any Miny moe, tryna tag a toe you be Up on that social media, don't go Make a post
The feds tracking all the activity So stay low nigga want the gun Smoke, bring it to your front door
And bitch, I'm on all ten, I ain't Never falling over a lot of shit a Nigga been through, but imma Keep going
And I don't need support, bitch, I'm in it by my lonely feel like Everybody back door, them People been up on me
It's only one, suwxp, bitch, you Can't clone me you tryna walk up On the block, getting hit with ARP
Imma make his ass jump, and Scream from the heat paramedics Tryna pick him up ain't make it to The scene
And everything I do big, bitch, You know I'm never green Draco Like a midget, you can tote it in Your jean
And I don't even want the Prada But I f*ck with Louis V
She got that ass, let me see turn Around in them jeans
I'm a dog, I'm a OG, and I'm a F*cking beast broke nigga always Tryna do a song for the free
You ain't talking bout no money
Bitch, don't hit my line, please
And you wanna talk shit, your Head top we delete, bitch, we Delete
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Young nigga pull up kicking in Your door let me know if it's Pressure, finna leave him on the Floor
And that pack coming in, you Know it's a give and go ducking From the bullet, but you can't run From the smoke
Anybody gotta problem on that App let me know I can take a Nigga down, you show your Hand, just be ghost
And I don't even like to bake, but That chopper make him toast you Tryna run from this K, but it's Ripping through your throat
And I'm a funny nigga, but a lot Of times I don't joke got me F*cked up and now I gotta let the Glock blow
Did that nigga bad was speaking On the gang, he had to go I'm on The front line when niggas want The pressure, bring the smoke
And I ain't never duck cause I was Never taught to be a ho you say It's up, bitch, it's stuck then I'm Riding with the pole
Draco, make him beatbox, the Nigga got low this ARP knock off Heads and put holes in socks Though
I'm counting down, bitch, any Miny moe, tryna tag a toe you be Up on that social media, don't go Make a post
The feds tracking all the activity So stay low nigga want the gun Smoke, bring it to your front door
And bitch, I'm on all ten, I ain't Never falling over a lot of shit a Nigga been through, but imma Keep going
And I don't need support, bitch, I'm in it by my lonely feel like Everybody back door, them People been up on me
It's only one, suwxp, bitch, you Can't clone me you tryna walk up On the block, getting hit with ARP
Imma make his ass jump, and Scream from the heat paramedics Tryna pick him up ain't make it to The scene
And everything I do big, bitch, You know I'm never green Draco Like a midget, you can tote it in Your jean
And I don't even want the Prada But I f*ck with Louis V
She got that ass, let me see turn Around in them jeans
I'm a dog, I'm a OG, and I'm a F*cking beast broke nigga always Tryna do a song for the free
You ain't talking bout no money
Bitch, don't hit my line, please
And you wanna talk shit, your Head top we delete, bitch, we Delete
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Writer: Kaylen Barlow
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Written by: Kaylen Barlow

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