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If he think he move hot I get blasting this shit

Speed up I ain't crashing the whip

It's a beam on it I'ma get active with it

Got a dream so I gotta start trapping with it

If I see that car then that shit getting flipped

Don't run better pack you a grip

Brodie said chill I ain't letting you slip

There's a time and a place for this shit

Right to the face I get lit

I hit a lick now I'm rich

This .40 get dumping that bitch got some kick

And me and this Nina like Lilo & Stitch

I started with nothing I took me a risk

I got me a bag and I flooded the wrist

Pull up in a shark I ain't swimming with fish

I'm sending out shot after shot never miss

I'm sending out shot after shot never miss

Where you going you bitch

Like bitch I'm clicking this shit

Till I'm breaking my mofucking wrist

(Like gra gra)

(What's wrong)

(Bitch I'ma blow off a mofucking arm)

And you know that I'm keeping my weapon

Try us we making a mess on the scene

Chin real clutch he elite with the heat

Top duo like Shaq and D-Wade on the Heat

If I don't got the knock he get punched in the teeth

How you tough on the net but real fast on your feet

I grew up with goons that was raised in the streets

Don't talk on the 3s know my steppers with me

We in a big body it move like jeep

In the trap and I'm grinding I never can sleep

Watch for the opps they ready to sweep

I gotta stay focus they playing for keeps

Had to learn how to jugg and finesse

Pocket watching is what they do best

Kay in the corner he shooting like Steph

Try to creep up he got put to the test

3Much to the top we up next

I call up my ooter and make a request

Good with the aim so he hitting the rest

Still in my city I gotta move tact

Like I told her shut up just give me the neck

Watch how she shake it just give me the check

Watch how I spend it

And watch how I make it

And watch when I come around everything dead

You know what we do when we come in the spot

Don't try to scheme you get sent to the top

Kurt Angle got the game in a lock

Spin in the night so we making a plot

We play with the wops you might've forgot

Got hit in his melon he losing his top

His homies is mad they living in shock

If he think he move hot I get blasting this shit

Speed up I ain't crashing the whip

It's a beam on it I'ma get active with it

Got a dream so I gotta start trapping with it

If I see that car then that shit getting flipped

Don't run better pack you a grip

Brodie said chill I ain't letting you slip

There's a time and a place for this shit

Right to the face I get lit

I hit a lick now I'm rich

This .40 get dumping that bitch got some kick

And me and this Nina like Lilo & Stitch

I started with nothing I took me a risk

I got me a bag and I flooded the wrist

Pull up in a shark I ain't swimming with fish

I'm sending out shot after shot never miss

I'm sending out shot after shot never miss

Where you going you bitch

Like bitch I'm clicking this shit

Till I'm breaking my mofucking wrist

(Like gra gra)

(What's wrong)

(Bitch I'm blowing that shit)

(I'ma blow off a mofucking arm)