Hey, block, run it back.

You know, yeah.

You know that nigga know what I'm saying.

But I said, fuck that straight business.

We put guns to the face.

Bitch head, nigga.

You know what up.

Roar!

Sailor Duck, you ever seen a fucking bird?

Uh-uh.

But I ain't seen a nigga's spurt.

Fuck that.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat.

You seen that shit left on the curb?

Uh-uh.

But I heard he said his last words.

Nigga, that's for topping him up in that Beamer.

Youngin' had said somethin' about Big Dog.

Damn, he still leakin'.

Mouth open wide lookin'.

process how he's still peeping i guess he heard about the dot i guess he seen the demons

When that chopper's off, that top's on, they gon' pull over with that one to roll down, tryna set a hundred rounds, make you and your whole gang take over, push a bus in that you close, when only one push of a bus in, they gon' have his body found, the rebels slaying the switch, tryna knock the dress about your head, they high, high

When you go from the smoke

We get the law and we on gold.

Bend the cone and scrape the road.

Sailor dump, you ever seen a fucking bird?

Uh-uh.

But I done seen a nigga slurred.

Fuck that.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat.

You seen that shit left on the curb.

Uh-uh.

But I heard he said his last words.

Nigga, that's for topping him up in that Beamer.

Youngin' had said something about Big Dog.

Damn, he still leaking.

Mouth open widely.

I guess he heard about the dot.

I guess he seen a demon.

Bitch nigga, fuck that.

I heard he bust back.

Like nigga, what's that?

We left two up on the curb.

We sitting twerk.

appreciate what's the name for giving that word you know we touched that on the other side we popping them birds that's where the ducks at

I'm up in the kitchen pressing that bag of them chickens.

I'm too deep in that water.

I'm packing that portico fish.

Father, I'm sorry, but these niggas gon' die.

Every last one who had this, they know it is on.

Every time they see me, I'm slinging my puss about fitness.

I'm slinging that patent whenever I make.

I'm doing them dirty while I'm up in track.

I'm sipping on syrup while I'm up in them tracks.

I don't know what you heard, like, bitch, what sound?

Bitch, what sound?

It's time to get out.

Black shit, Grim Reaper, his soul, I'm snatched.

Hit him in his head.

Jesus can't save him.

Tell that bitch, man, man, go ahead, call the pastor.

Sailor Dump, you ever seen a fucking bird?

Uh-uh, but I done seen a nigga swerve.

Fuck that.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat.

You seen that shit left on the curb.

Uh-uh.

But I heard he said his last words.

Nigga, that's for topping him up in that Beamer.

Youngin' had said something about Big Dog.

Damn, he still leaking.

Mouth open wide looking.

How he still peeping I guess he heard about the dot I guess he seen a demon