[Intro]
Man you know these lil n***as ain't gettin' money
(Yea Chillin go crazy)
Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha, ah, ha-ha-ha-ha, ah--
Uh--, ha-ha-ha-ha, ah, ha-ha-ha--

[Verse]
N***as was talking 'bout smoke but he ain't slide yet (He ain't slide yet)
How the fuck I blow at the opp's and and I ain't die yet? (Uh huh, slide)
N***as really could spend five bands, then he dead (Cough, cough, cough)
I'm finna smoke him down n***a, then get me a lil Mac (Ha-ha-ha)
N***a stay dissing on our gang, well n***a that's over (Yeah that's over)
Bitch ass n***as I can't entertain, I thought I told you, yeah (I thought I told you n***a)
'K Finna blow his lil brain, put him in a coma-coma-coma-coma
He with them p***y ass n***as, I'm with them soldiers (Lets go)
N***as be so damn bad, want a feat for twenty dollars (Hahaha)
Yеah, he pulled up tryna fight, I brought that choppa (Haha, yeah)
I might fuck around, spray at thе coppa's, uh hu-uh huh, huh, yeah
I'm with yo' bitch, yeah, bands gon' make her gobble
Plug say, "Oxy' just came in" yeah, perfect timing (Lets go)
Is that really ten bands? yeah just count it
I wanna blow that bitch so bad, just like a pornstar
Yeah, cobras wit' me and they ready, n***a ya' gon' die (Ha, ha)
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