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Niggas already know
Shoutout the gang, you know
Niggas out in the country and shit
Foot on niggas necks
Yeah, shit
Got a strap won't pull up
Cornfield nigga
I don't give a f*ck
Run the pack, pack of pills
Run to 30 bands
God damn, feel like Dirty Dan
She gonna f*ck me on snap
'Cause she knows she bad
I was shooting dirty straps with a grocery bag
Niggas got a strap, won't pull it
How the f*ck you got a strap no bullets
Niggas got a strap, won't pull it
How the f*ck you got a strap no bullets
Talking out your lip, imma leave your body stiff
You ain't talking shit, you ain't nothing but a bitch
I don't wanna hear you talk, quivering your lips
If you talking sweet, you gonna end up in a ditch yeah
I go broke, he been trapping for the chain link
I go broke, I put 30 on your name tag
I don't know, where the f*ck i'm going to be aye
All I know is imma get something
How the f*ck you got a strap, uh
I be posted in the back, of the trap
With a mac, hit you in your f*cking trap
You talk crap, yeah
Niggas talking crap all on wax, yeah
Yeah, me and sam snapped yeah
Bitch i'm f*cking black, yeah
My daddy f*cking black yeah, uh
Yeah i'm country, uh uh
You think it's funny yeah, uh
I post with a drummy yeah, yeah
I shoot at your cousin uh, yeah
I shoot at your mother uh, yeah
And she for the dungeon uh, uh
We came from the dungeon uh, uh
Cerberus from the dungeon uh, yeah
I call out Cerberus yeah, yeah
I call out Cerberus yeah, yeah
These niggas nervous yeah, yeah
I call out Cerberus yeah, yeah
These niggas nervous yeah, yeah
This took a burden yeah, yeah
This took a burden uh, yeah
I got the burner uh, yeah
I don't deserve her uh, yeah
I'm an observer yeah, yeah
I'm an observer yeah, yeah
I'm an observer yeah, yeah
This took a burden yeah, yeah
This took a burden uh, uh
This took a burden uh, uh
I'm an observer uh, yeah
I got the burner yeah, yeah
I got the burner uh
F*ck you and your mother uh
I don't give a f*ck
Bitch i came up from the dungeon uh
I got kicked out the crib, I was just nothing yeah
Then i really came up and
Dropped From Da Country 2
All these niggas losers too
And I pull up 32
On my hip, like a f*cking dick
Yeah the Juul came with a dick bitch
Smoking Juul and it's bad for me I don't give a f*ck
All these niggas talking shit man
God give them luck
I be talking to God like, why what the f*ck
Why the f*ck you put me here if I ain't something yet
All these niggas talking shit man
I'll pull up, come and get
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Niggas already know
Shoutout the gang, you know
Niggas out in the country and shit
Foot on niggas necks
Yeah, shit
Got a strap won't pull up
Cornfield nigga
I don't give a f*ck
Run the pack, pack of pills
Run to 30 bands
God damn, feel like Dirty Dan
She gonna f*ck me on snap
'Cause she knows she bad
I was shooting dirty straps with a grocery bag
Niggas got a strap, won't pull it
How the f*ck you got a strap no bullets
Niggas got a strap, won't pull it
How the f*ck you got a strap no bullets
Talking out your lip, imma leave your body stiff
You ain't talking shit, you ain't nothing but a bitch
I don't wanna hear you talk, quivering your lips
If you talking sweet, you gonna end up in a ditch yeah
I go broke, he been trapping for the chain link
I go broke, I put 30 on your name tag
I don't know, where the f*ck i'm going to be aye
All I know is imma get something
How the f*ck you got a strap, uh
I be posted in the back, of the trap
With a mac, hit you in your f*cking trap
You talk crap, yeah
Niggas talking crap all on wax, yeah
Yeah, me and sam snapped yeah
Bitch i'm f*cking black, yeah
My daddy f*cking black yeah, uh
Yeah i'm country, uh uh
You think it's funny yeah, uh
I post with a drummy yeah, yeah
I shoot at your cousin uh, yeah
I shoot at your mother uh, yeah
And she for the dungeon uh, uh
We came from the dungeon uh, uh
Cerberus from the dungeon uh, yeah
I call out Cerberus yeah, yeah
I call out Cerberus yeah, yeah
These niggas nervous yeah, yeah
I call out Cerberus yeah, yeah
These niggas nervous yeah, yeah
This took a burden yeah, yeah
This took a burden uh, yeah
I got the burner uh, yeah
I don't deserve her uh, yeah
I'm an observer yeah, yeah
I'm an observer yeah, yeah
I'm an observer yeah, yeah
This took a burden yeah, yeah
This took a burden uh, uh
This took a burden uh, uh
I'm an observer uh, yeah
I got the burner yeah, yeah
I got the burner uh
F*ck you and your mother uh
I don't give a f*ck
Bitch i came up from the dungeon uh
I got kicked out the crib, I was just nothing yeah
Then i really came up and
Dropped From Da Country 2
All these niggas losers too
And I pull up 32
On my hip, like a f*cking dick
Yeah the Juul came with a dick bitch
Smoking Juul and it's bad for me I don't give a f*ck
All these niggas talking shit man
God give them luck
I be talking to God like, why what the f*ck
Why the f*ck you put me here if I ain't something yet
All these niggas talking shit man
I'll pull up, come and get
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Writer: dham lee, sam riggins, travis harris jr
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