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If you hit my line better have my price

Niggas want my time niggas want my life

That bitch gave me head and you call her yo wife

My wrist getting heavy I put it on ice

Niggas want my juice niggas want my coupe

Better have my price

Niggas smoking on boof niggas wanna get loose

Better have my price

Niggas want my swag they want my bag

Better have my price

Lil nigga wanna brag his toe get tagged

Better have my price

Just watch just watch just watch just watch me

Just watch just watch just watch just watch me

Just watch just watch just watch just watch me

Just watch just watch just watch just watch me

Just watch me

Just watch me

Just watch me

Just watch me

Just watch me

Swear you niggas is yo daddy son

Posted on the gram that ain't yo blammer that's yo daddy gun

This lil uzi finna pack a punch

Yo yes men gave you a big head bitch you Mr. Mackey

You not pistol packin

Stick to rapping

Matter fact yo shit is ass go back to trapping

These niggas lacking

Got the city hot shit feel like Tallahassee

These niggas actors

We got dracs so take yo lame ass to Degrassi

The game is overstaturated with you vultures oh my god it's OVO

You would have thought I was some kin to casper pulled off in that ghost

Feel like Jeff Hardy by the way I got these niggas on the ropes

You niggas jokes

Yo bitch gone pull up drop and choke

I swear you niggas is yo daddy son

Posted on the gram that ain't yo blammer that's yo daddy gun

Feel like Call of Duty this lil uzi finna pack a punch

Make you come up out them pockets like back when you packed a lunch

You niggas be losers

And all these bitches be choosers

All of these rappers abusers

Stick to the music

I want a show out in Munich

I wanna show out and boom it

I wanna kill shit

I wanna make niggas feel shit

I'm only digging the real shit

I can't rock wit the fakes

No I can't clock with the jakes

You niggas flock to the snakes

I feel like Wxst on bro I tell them niggas

Fuck that

Fuck that

Got the vest on go in case a nigga

Bust back

Bust back

I ain't impressed with hoes if I could I'd take my

Nut back

Nut back

He buying fent in bows don't know why you niggas

Trust that

Trust that

Yo yes men gave you a big head bitch you Mr. Mackey

You not pistol packin

Stick to rapping

Matter fact yo shit is ass go back to trapping

These niggas lacking

Got the city hot shit feel like Tallahassee

These niggas actors

We got dracs so take yo lame ass to Degrassi

The game is overstaturated with you vultures oh my god it's OVO

You would have thought I was some kin to casper pulled off in that ghost

Feel like Jeff Hardy by the way I got these niggas on the ropes

You niggas jokes

Yo bitch gone pull up drop and choke

Swear you niggas is yo daddy son

Posted on the gram dat ain't yo blammer dats yo daddy gun

This lil uzi finna pack a punch