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I don't **** with *****s, that's why I be solo solo (Uh)
Big RoRo keep that nordic, they mow him, no Quasimodo
What
Oh, y'all *****s (Yeah)
What, what, what (*****)
Get some molly, mix it in your sprite (What)
We gon' send him somewhere in the skies
Every consequence come with a price (Yeah)
That’s my nickname, not nice (*****)
He ain’t breathin', **** him, let him die (What)
We gon' son say I’m poltergeist
And we gon' make shirts, ***** what's your size?
Rockin' your dead homies like they mine (Yeah)
Life all a test and ***** roll your dice
Bro is a tattletaler, do him right
You not a rat, yeah, you a mice
Boy you think didn't get her back, *****, big surprise
I don't **** with *****s, that's why I be solo solo (What)
Big RoRo keep that nordic, they mow him, no Quasimodo
I was just broke, had no love in me
Hit the corner store, only a buck fifty
Had my brother money and lil' cuz with me
Mom said, "Go to the store and get a Dutch for me"
Came out that *****, had some Takis and gum with me
Shared the bag and let them eat the crumbs with me
That’s when I see four grown *****s walk up to me
Asking where is my hands and wassup with it (What)
Go back home or this shit gon' get ugly
I was a jit but ain’t runnin' from nothing
Shots fire, that’s the end of discussion
Oppositionl but that shit was disgustin'
Bro drink that purple drink, no Robitussin
She gave me super head, call it concussion
Bad little foreign ho, she speakin' Russian
Russian roulette 'cause we play while we clutchin'
We can't leave no witness, period, no sentence
Guap, we tremendous (What), heavyweight liftin'
Lil' *****, you don't fit in (*****), wristwatch transcendin' (What)
You should change your attitude
Nah *****, you should mind your business, lil' *****, ayy
Get some molly, mix it in your sprite (What)
We gon' send him somewhere in the skies
Every consequence come with a price (What)
That’s my nickname, not nice (*****)
He ain’t breathin', **** him, let him die (****)
We gon' son say I’m poltergeist
And we gon' make shirts, ***** what's your size?
Rockin' your dead homies like they mine (Damn)
DC caught him bloody, movin' like a zombie
Eatin' calamari, singin' la-dee-da-dee (Boom)
Feelin' froggy, leaping' me and God almighty
Got 'bout thirty hoes sittin' in the lobby
Skrrt off on they ass in a new Bugatti (Woo, woo)
I got this lil' baby, Scotty way too hottie (Woo, woo)
We just blew your momma rent inside a body (Woo)
She get on her knees and pray to **** almighty
She need stamina, he got hella (Goddamn)
And that's a perfect ****in' mix
Our Bugatti skrrt off, shootin' through the room like karate (Oh my God)
Get some molly, mix it in your sprite
We gon' send him somewhere in the skies
Every consequence come with a price
That’s my nickname, not nice
He ain’t breathin', **** him, let him die
We gon' son say I’m poltergeist
And we gon' make shirts, ***** what's your size?
Rockin' your dead homies like they mine
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