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Shoot any nigga in the face behind the NBA, believe that
You already know that’s my song nigga, you heard me
Stay up where you belong nigga
You hear that beat, get on the floor
Damn, BJ with another
Kudos to KP for this beat
Like I know, know like I know
What does she say? What she say, she say “Big 4L”?
Ayy, ayy, I won’t, I won’t even put you on your ass
Bboy dripping with that

[Verse 1]
I bet your mama be destroyed nigga
When we send your stupid ass to God for making statements
Choosin’ sides on my beef with them lil boys
I can say I seen it, you can say I was your favorite, nigga
You better stay up where you belong bitch
Fuck around, split your face any day nigga
They know I’m a demon, you haven’t met the devil until you see me
The day I hit ’em
We gonna kill the female dog inside Neimans for some reason
I don’t care how you treat your body
Give a fuck ’bout your cleaning

I don’t give a fuck about no female dog
You can have these hoes ’cause I don’t need them
They know I walk on shit, play with that mud, oh
I sing the blues, I know you’re right
‘Bout how we knock ’em down like dominoes
Youngboy Lucciano, we pull the side, pull the car though
Lots of clips like Leonardo, these slimes go everywhere I go

I want his soul, he gon’ get it (get it)
I hope you know like I know
I will die choosing my sides
I smell the blood and I pretend (Feinin, I pretend)
Bitch you gon’ die and I know (You gon’ die)
Yo mama cry in the front row (The front row)

[Verse 2]
Nigga better ask Blasian about me
How we catch ’em wrong and take his shit
Leave ’em stripped, police think we raped female dog
Nigga better not play with it and my mama know
I’m a demon seed, I’m in deep shit
I hope your niggas know they ain’t gotta be inside that car
As soon as the draco struck
Old pussy ass nigga, there ain’t no pleas, I shouldn’t say shit
You don’t get a pass nigga
You gon’ represent the same block as that bitch
It’s gonna be your nigga ass
Who runs, dodges all these sticks
I let you know I ain’t even serious with that bitch
Nigga suck my dick
I face seven years, I’m not known to shed a tear
These niggas die, I’m the slime
These niggas could click all they want, bitch cross that line
He posts coms but doesn’t have more whips than me, huh
All these motherfuckers niggas ain’t got more mil’s than AI, huh
On the phone with Stunna, my five
Now it’s my time, where in the house reside
These lucky niggas claim they thugs
But know that’s my style
Creepy Ass Ain’t Realer Than My Child
That means winning, bitch, I’ma dive if I ain’t got a gun by my side
I’m a gangster, and all the claims they offer
I bet I make it stop

I want his soul, he gon’ get it
I hope you know like I know
I will die choosing my sides
I smell blood and I pretend
Bitch you gon’ die and I know
Yo mama cry in the front row

[Verse 3]
All these niggas tryna be the greatest rapper
While I try to wrap ’em up, in a body bag with a toe tag
During his last meeting with the pastor
I know a guy who has instagram and twitter
I still don’t try to control
How he plays with me and he knows I play forever
Knowin’ I gon’ clap ’em, I don’t care about my nigga
Just like your friend you gon’ bite the dust lil nigga
Nigga you ain’t blood
You ain’t ready to see brains hanging around the club
These niggas scared, know they can’t fuck with us
But that’s the side you run with
Know that my mama knows
My sister and all my brothers on some stupid shit
I’m an adult ass mane, so on the internet I don’t post pictures
I’m too caught up in this thug life, I’m still hiding from the feds list
In my bed, I saw the interview
And my first thought, man I said that
The whole industry don’t even know me
But they still wanna see my head split open

These niggas hoes, these niggas know I know
I don’t, I don’t think these niggas wanna do it
I’m surprised your parents don’t say you don’t want to do it
You heard me, these niggas know how I get down, yeah
And fuck all these niggas, the whole industry don’t like me
And I don’t like all these bitches, believe that
It’s gravediggin’, 4KT, Northside 38 we put guns in the face
Bitch ass nigga gon’ die today, FreeDDAWG (Ha)
I don’t like none of these niggas, I don’t like none of them
I don’t like, I don’t like nobody
Bitch ass nigga, what you gon’ do?
You can fuck all my baby mamas
I don’t like these hoes no more, fuck ’em nigga, shit

I want his soul, he gon’ get it
I hope you know like I know (They know)
I’ll die choosing my sides (They know)
I smell blood and I pretend (Yeah)
Bitch you gon’ die and I know
Yo mama cry in the front row (front row)

Yo mama cry in the front row, yeah
I hope you know like I know
Slimeto, catch me

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