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Racks, stuffed in da attic nigga play but that shit on his head

Packs, we get em and grab em now go on, nigga heard what I said

Niggas, go for the legs we go for the head instead

Choppas, rippin' thru shit and this bitch here size of a leg

Yeah, back in the day we was gunning But riding on pegs

Yeah, Glock twenty-six and bitch well aim for ya head

Yeah, nigga talkin' shit on da gram now he pronounced dead

Yeah, Demons kreep thru ya house, now ya house red

Racks, stuffed in da attic nigga play put that shit on his head

Bitch, get out my face, yall niggas ain't talking no bread

Wok, don't pour it in pop got cranberry juice instead

Niggas, gone come on yo block shoot shit, do you get what I'm saying?