Aye aye
This that
Aye aye
This that murder music load that stick up
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This that murder music load that stick up and go ride out
Niggas ain't want come outside then I gone hit they hide out
Niggas can't come to the A you know they gone get slime out
Put that beam on your (RrrttRrrttt)
Aye put that beam on your head press it blow your brains out
Hurricane Katrina pussy I bring all the rain out
Driving fast nigga don't try merge up in my lane now
Thinking he a bully until he see he brother brains out
Yeah see that nigga leaking
You see that pussy laying dead that nigga ain't sleeping
And I ain't pop no f*cking perk but a nigga tweaking
And I trying snatch a nigga brain for all that f*cking tweeting
Hmm yeah I trying catch a soul
I dare a nigga talk on my name like he bold
10 milli to your head get your brain swole
F*ck the judge shoot your face off now the case closed
Nigga that's a dead body
I don't give a f*ck about nobody
Yeah swing that chop stick and watch it rip your body
Bitch I feeling like a boss call me OG Bobby
F*ck around and turn killing to my favorite hobby
I gone go and (huh aye)
I gone go and pop a opp like a f*cking Molly
But I don't take drugs
I a state plug
I could get a nigga kill for bout eight dubs
That's under a stack
When my opps see me them pussy catch heart attacks
I trying take a nigga brain not he chain or watch
That's off the rip nigga
I too real to ever f*ck around with some bitch niggas
And you could get kill even if you rich nigga
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