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[Intro]
She gon' blow a n***a, Baghdad
Baby, watch where you put your hands at
Top Kid, I'm an antagonist
Fuck n***a, get your mans back
Hunnid' band, call 'em on the side
I'm on his chain, I call up homicide
Fuck n***as ain't outside
Fuck n***as ain't outside

[Verse]
Pulled up, look like damn
Pulled up, look like damn ones
Bitch got a fat ass, dark ones
Better not step on the AF1s
So high flying like Air Force One
Fuck n***a die, should've had his gun
Ran out of time, only time could tell
Finna' smoke loud, but it's loud as smell
Finna' get some dope, was shootin' up the 'zell
Bad lil' bitch, yeah, she doin' her nails
Smoke be free, bettеr smoke his ass
Bounced so quick, runnin' [?]
Bitch, I'm in a dream
I don't want that bitch, shе drunk
Screaming "Free 30", gotta get the boy out of the cell
Chopper shot hit 'em, and it send 'em to hell
Chopper shot hit 'em, and it get on his coattail
N***a want war, but I know that he know well
Bitch so bad, she YSL
Bust the bitch down, tell me how it felt
Tell me how it felt, love
Pushin' that mother-fuckin' scat pack
A hunnid some racks in the backpack
Shot at the boy, now I go bend it
Say he want smoke 'til I bet that
[Chorus]
Say no mo', where the ass at?
Get up, Jace! ain't with the rat pack
I love you, girl, why would you ask that?
I thought we was getting past that?
She gon' blow a n***a, Baghdad
Watch where you put your hands at
Top Kid, I'm the antagonist
Count my money, where the rubber band at?
I'ma fuck her, where the rubber band at?
Someone tell me where the rubber band is
Bitch n***a, he can't get his mans back
Watch your rank up, shootin' Top Kid
Want his chains, I'ma call up homicide
Fuck n***a trollin', called up homicide
His whole gang dropped from homicide
Got the opps thinkin' 'bout suicide
Say no mo', where the ass at?
Get up, Jace! ain't with the rat pack
I love you, girl, why would you ask that?
I thought we was getting past that?
She gon' blow a n***a, Baghdad
Watch where you put your hands at
Top Kid, I'm the antagonist
Count my money, where the rubber band at?
I'ma fuck her, where the rubber band at?
Someone tell me where the rubber band is
Bitch n***a, he can't get his mans back
Watch your rank up, shootin' Top Kid
Want his chains, I'ma call up homicide
Fuck n***a trollin', called up homicide
His whole gang dropped from homicide
Got the opps thinkin' 'bout suicide