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Oh my f*cking god
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' bitch
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' snitch
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' bitch
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' snitch
Which one you want first
My left or my right fist
Yes I am pissed
Fist f*ck a mothaf*cka who does me dirty
I ain't Steph Curry but they still call me thirty
Switch up on the court
While smoking on a 'port
Pork a bitch
No I ain't talking pigs
When I'm up I'll be making 6 figs
Ain't no one killing me
I ain't ending up in a ditch
But I'll be kissing on your missus
When I shoot I ain't missing
Better bring that protection
Or your head'll be pissing boy
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If anybody
Listen
If anybody tells you to lay the f*ck down
You run them the f*ck over
You hear me
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' bitch
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' snitch
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' bitch
Yeah you're a mothaf*ckin' snitch
Band of brothers coming in like Splinter Cell
Tom Clancy said burn everyone they in hell
Give you a good riddance
It's a final farewell
It's a green day
Bodies start to leave a smell
Talk about your pressure
But you look like Schmeagle
Feel your body relaxed
As we feed you to the seagulls
Have you shit out
All over the busy people
I got a beagle
And a Buick Regal
Don't f*ck with me
I don't do shit that's legal
Glass house
I don't need a f*cking peep hole
Full house
An aquarium for the people
Shark tank
Make sure my split is equal
Wanna find a god
Just look for the steeple
Forbidden apple tree
That's the root to all evil
Hoo
Hoo
We out this bitch
We out this bitch
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We out this bitch
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