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Better use your damn hands ain't nobody finna change
In that ghost and I keep skirting, we keep skirting switching lanes
Look at buddy over there I heard his shirt got a name
That's what happens when you talking, when you talking on the gang
Your shorty she say I'm raw, for the bucks I'm standing tall
Never up by by the law, the law ain't never help at all
You getting killed if you saw, shooting we not playing ball
These hollows gone bite his jaw, now his whole gang gone
I be getting to the bread, forty five we never scared
We hit tune in his head, if you ain't heard that nigga dead
You would think I'm writing essays, way I'm clutching on this lead
If we can't find his brother then we killing you instead
I'm a young lil' savage lil' get bread nigga
We was killing, robbing houses, they think ima drug dealer
If a nigga think he hot, then we flipping his tortilla
I'm young Arab from the zoo but you can call me Godzilla
I be scheming, ima demon i'm on demon time, no
Since that nigga said he caught me lacking, put him on the floor
I ain't talking GDN but we busting through your door
I get real clutch with this nine you can call me Rondo
How that nigga survive? I bet that nigga gone die
I'm on that popping it's October I ain't talking July
We wet him up, if I hit him with this five he going to fry
Since he wanna be a hero we gone make that boy fly
That nigga think life is simple cause he talk and get high
Told him stay up out the way and he keep on wondering why
And I'm finna take his shorty yeah, just take what is mine
And these Glocks always blowing think bout blowing his mind
Hope your homie was a sinner, cause I sent him to God
And no I don't plan on fishing but I stay with the Rod
Yea I got a MP5 in real life and in COD
We hit it right in his face, knock a P out the pod
If you think I'm crazy now, now just listen to this
If a nigga think he pissed I bet you I will not miss
It's like target on yo back, nigga why would you diss?
It's like eleven shells hit his face, give him a kiss
I'm too cold at this rapping nah i'm lying man I'm hot
Why you steady keep on lying, keep on claiming what you not
These hallows gone wipe his snot, said it's beef then here's a brot
Yeah, it's plenty opps left, nigga you the one I caught, dummy