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Cook that s t up, Quay (Yeah)

Earthquake cut up on the

beat, earthquake cut the

motherf kin' beat, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot

They don't know if I did it or not

They don't know if he make it or not

Whippin' the brick 'till

I break out the pot

Post up with the Drac' while

I'm thuggin' with Josh

Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die

And blood on my side,

he wipe when I snot

Don't you cry when I

die, you better go slide

Go berserk in the bih,

have a Perc' in the bih

Put my d k in her hand,

make her jerk that s t

Put syrup on my dick, I

don't f k with the s t

Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b h

'Cause I charge on the

brick, 'cause I'ma smack it

Slap it, I ain't got a big homie,

I 'on't even listen to my daddy

I remember them days I been ratchet

Now when you look at

my wrist it's a Patek

In the Demon and you know I'ma smash it

Give us a brick and you

know we gon' wrap it

These special drugs, you

know that we packin'

Take care of the pack

like it was a nanny

Few months ago, I got

head at the Grammys

That s t was too boring,

I'm whorin' and askin'

Two M in these door, I'm door dashin'

She dropped to the floor

but the gun keep clappin'

Why the f k would I stop

'cause I want a overkill

My homie said that's a dumb idea

So I put him on the s t

back, call him diarrhea

Don't call me slime, slatt, I'm a crip

Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot

They don't know if I did it or not

They don't know if he make it or not

Whippin' the brick 'till

I break out the pot

Post up with the Drac' while

I'm thuggin' with Josh

Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die

And blood on my side,

he wipe when I snot

Don't you cry finna die,

you better go slide

Go berserk in the bih,

have a Perc' in the bih

Put my d k in her hand,

make her jerk that s t

Put syrup on my dick, I

don't f k with the s t

Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b h

I was missin' at first but

the shooter kinda grow

b h f k my bro but a ho gon' be a ho

My trap stay jumpin',

got my deals on the low

Talkin' 'bout he a zip,

but he really want coke

If the opps at the party,

I'm leavin' the party

Get in my car and then shoot

up the party (Brrt, brrt)

Fill up the clips, .223's in my cargo

Put shots out the hip,

have 'em runnin' retarded

I'm ahead of my time,

I'm advance with murder

Don't bring his name

up 'cause I murked him

All of my niggas, they

slide of a purpose

Do one of us and you dyin' and hurtin'

Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot

They don't know if I did it or not

They don't know if he make it or not

Whippin' the brick 'till

I break out the pot

Post up with the Drac' while

I'm thuggin' with Josh

Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die

And blood on my side,

he wipe when I snot

Don't you cry finna die,

you better go slide

Go berserk in the bih,

have a Perc' in the bih

Put my d k in her hand,

make her jerk that s t

Put syrup on my dick, I

don't f k with the s t

Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b h

(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah)

I'ma shoot the spot

Hunnid sum shots, I'ma shoot the spot

NLE Choppa

Better start crack up, whippin' the pot

Better start crack up, whippin' the pot

Whippin' the brick 'till

I break out the pot

Whippin' the brick 'till

I break out the pot

Whippin' the brick 'till

I break out the pot

Whippin' the brick 'till

I break out the pot

I murk that stupid with the pot