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Try to take my shit gon die wit it

Bro push up gon die wit em

Twin never gettin' tired of killin'

Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'

Flyest kid I got God wit me

Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen

Now I got model bitches and they kissin'

Rick on me and it costed a ticket

Maison Margiela it came with the digits

Bro too goat when he play with the chicken

Ion wanna talk I really don't listen

Bro get found he end up missin

I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah

Ion even pay attention

Yeah

Put that nigga with the dirt

I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt

Told you shit was gon work

But, you switched up

Bitch nigga put that switch up

Now ya gotta pick ya twin up

I might just take her to Tiffany after she fuck me good pick ya bitch up

I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back

Know ya wanna get ya lick back

Know I'm hangin wit the killas

Whole lotta baby bottles need a sitter

I need like 5k for a feature

I need like 20k for a picture

Cause a lil pussy kid want me out

You gotta take that up with Scout

He just like, "Okay, we uppin the sco"

I just finished up a show, I think I'm ready go shoppin

If it's a problem let me know

I'm just like okay then solve it

She want a baby I told her to stop it

She want the kid and I told her she got it

How many racks can I fit in my pocket?

Enough to go put on ya mind if ya lost it

Can't even get it ya can't even rock it

And if you could you couldn't even do it like this

Bitch just called she wan' drink my spit

Okay come through bust on her lip

Kk, bye bye got you a Lyft

Yeah! I just been clutchin the sig can't even show it might be with the pigs

Try to take my shit gon die wit it

Bro push up gon die wit em

Twin never gettin' tired of killin'

Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'

Flyest kid I got God wit me

Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen

Now I got model bitches and they kissin'

Rick on me and it costed a ticket

Maison Margiela it came with the digits

Bro too goat when he play with the chicken

Ion wanna talk I really don't listen

Bro get found he end up missin

I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah

Ion even pay attention

Yeah

Put that nigga with the dirt

I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt

Told you shit was gon work

But, you switched up

Bitch nigga put that switch up

Now ya gotta pick ya twin up

I might just take her to Tiffany after she fuck me good pick ya bitch up

I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back