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Yeah, swing my door, hop out with that stick, I let it blow

Bitches on my dick, tryna suck me up just for the low

That Glock, it got a dick, you better not fucking reach for this pole

Better have common sense, use that fucking head on your shoulder

Bitch, I come through wrecking shit, bulldozer

Light your block up, my niggas in the field like they some soldiers

Yeah, come through with a shotgun and bitch, I get to blowing

And a body, you ain't caught one, so why the fuck you trolling

Yeah, demon time, let me back it up, let me rewind

Watch your nigga bleed out, while I'm steady sparking fire

Make your partner check out, when I up this blick of mine

They know that I'm bout it, if I catch a nigga, he gone die

They know we like to get busy, walk down and leave him shitting

Know I like to pop my shit, dummy tried to fucking diss me

Catch him walking on the street, Now he got no fucking kidney

A nigga swerving up in Houston, bitch, I am not Whitney

And my Glock got a switch, we four deep, on murder business

Hop out with a Draco , imma shoot, don't care who I hit

Prices going up on that feat, it's gone be a ticket

She tried to grab on a nigga dick, but she felt the blicky

Nah, you better get low, come on the block, tryna up the score

Same nigga that act like he got it, be the same nigga that's broke

I ain't tryna play with nobody under me, that's a no

Bitches falling in my lap, I told that hoe to touch a toe

Bend it over, let it shake, let me see that ass sway, yeah

Back it up and then come throw it in my face

I need that money right now, bitch, I don't know how to wait

And if you let me push the whip, I'm taking off the license plate