Pulled Your Card Lyrics

Chain Gang twenty-twenty two

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IDS crew

All that tough talk you doing really don't mean shit

Come up out your crib

You're gonna get your wig split

Thirty-three hot shells to put you in the ground

Begging for your life

Where's the hard shit now

You fucked around and found out what were all about

Didn't like the outcome and now you're bleeding out

It didn't have to be this way

But you played the game

IDS crew, bitch

Don't forget the name

Playing games and talking shit

Gonna get you fucked up quick

Ten on one ain't what you want

Got beat up for tryna ta front

Try to run

I love the hunt

Got caught up you dumb ass cunt

Got a gun and think you're hard

Now it's time I pull your card

Pull your card

Pulled your card

You ran away

Live to see another day

Won't be that lucky again

Never should have called you friend

Bunch of snake-ass motherfuckers

Here today gone tomorrow

Soft-ass pussy-ass bitches

Fuck you, bitch

Fair-weather friends get dealt with real fucking quick

Shout out to the reals ones

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IDS crew, baby

What up