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Ima f*ck around
Blow a stack in the casino
These hoes standing round
Ima f*ck around
Get too drunk start running my mouth
You can't f*ck with me now ay
Ima f*ck around
This shit might be my job here soon
I might stay around

I don't wanna hear you talk you not really bout it
Ima f*ck around kill all yalls shit then Catch bail bitch I'm outie
Drive around real slow in the Audi
Rerouting
If you shooting better hit
Blood in my spit
F*ck w the shits
Killin a snitch
Never trusting a bitch
Trigger finger itch
Sagging britches Sac religious
Smacking bitches burning bridges
Buzzing in my ear like a god damn gnat
Come test that
Always strapped
9 millimeter and a baseball bat

Okay

Ima f*ck around
Blow a stack in the casino
These hoes standing round
Ima f*ck around
Get too drunk start running my mouth
You can't f*ck with me now ay
Ima f*ck around
This shit might be my job here soon
I might stay around

F*ck do you want
I grab the pump
I bodied them, ay
Stomp on his head
Beat you to death
Bathe in the blood
You're not a blood
You better run
I am your death
Sever your head
Lay you to bed
Six feet, Ay
Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, Whoo
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Ima f*ck around
Blow a stack in the casino
These hoes standing round
Ima f*ck around
Get too drunk start running my mouth
You can't f*ck with me now ay
Ima f*ck around
This shit might be my job here soon
I might stay around

I don't wanna hear you talk you not really bout it
Ima f*ck around kill all yalls shit then Catch bail bitch I'm outie
Drive around real slow in the Audi
Rerouting
If you shooting better hit
Blood in my spit
F*ck w the shits
Killin a snitch
Never trusting a bitch
Trigger finger itch
Sagging britches Sac religious
Smacking bitches burning bridges
Buzzing in my ear like a god damn gnat
Come test that
Always strapped
9 millimeter and a baseball bat

Okay

Ima f*ck around
Blow a stack in the casino
These hoes standing round
Ima f*ck around
Get too drunk start running my mouth
You can't f*ck with me now ay
Ima f*ck around
This shit might be my job here soon
I might stay around

F*ck do you want
I grab the pump
I bodied them, ay
Stomp on his head
Beat you to death
Bathe in the blood
You're not a blood
You better run
I am your death
Sever your head
Lay you to bed
Six feet, Ay
Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, Whoo
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Writer: Colton Anders, John Ware III
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