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Young nigga pull up kicking in your door

Let me know if it's pressure finna leave him on the floor

And that pack coming in, you know it's a give-and-go

Ducking from the bullet but you can't run from the smoke

Anybody got a problem on that app, let me know

I can take a nigga down, you show your hand, just be ghost

And I don't even like to bake, but that chopper make him toast

You tryna run from this K, but it's ripping through your throat

And I'm a funny nigga, but a lot of times I don't joke

Got me fucked up and now I gotta let the Glock blow

Did that nigga bad was speaking on the gang, he had to go

I'm on the front line when niggas want the pressure, bring the smoke

And I ain't never duck, cause I was never taught to be a ho

You say it's up, bitch, it's stuck, then I'm riding with the pole

Draco, make him beatbox, the nigga got low

This ARP knock off heads and put holes in socks though

I'm counting down, bitch, eeny, miny, moe, tryna tag a toe

You be up on that social media, don't go make a post

The feds tracking all the activity, so stay low

Nigga want the gun smoke, bring it to your front door

And bitch, I'm on all ten, I ain't never falling over

A lot of shit a nigga been through, but imma keep going

And I don't need support, bitch, I'm in it by my lonely

Feel like everybody back door, them people been up on me

It's only one, suwxp, bitch, you can't clone me

You tryna walk up on the block, getting hit with ARP

Imma make his ass jump, and scream from the heat

Paramedics tryna pick him up ain't make it to the scene

And everything I do big, bitch, you know I'm never green

Draco like a midget, you can tote it in your jean

And I don't even want the Prada, but I fuck with Louis V

She got that ass, let me see it, turn around in them jeans

I'm a dog, I'm a OG, and I'm a fucking beast

Broke nigga always tryna do a song for the free

You ain't talking bout no money, bitch, don't hit my line, please

And you wanna talk shit, your head top, we delete, bitch, we delete