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God.

Pow, pow, pow.

Like, everything done, nigga.

Huh.

L.C.

Blue.

Scrakin', nigga.

Hey.

Hey.

Bro, we gon' talk on the facts, like, we gon' get into that.

Right, right, he saw me, he ain't let it clap.

Like, ask him how much I threw back.

I'm the demon, I like to react.

Spin through the wealth, and the cash is a pack.

Like, two shots gon' make him collapse.

I do not smoke mechs, cause that nigga racked.

We get muddy, I tell her no tipsy We spot a op anywhere and get litty Like, spot a fossil, this shit gon' get mixy

Throw a shot, put the Knox on the tip.

He be K-T-O-A's in the spot, he get gritty.

Try to broke, but the doubt on his king.

Free game, free Gotti.

Ball on the spot, he riding with Oppie.

If I don't got the Knox, I'm with Nottie.

Scottie got he move back Shikaki.

He get shot if he did, he gon' box me.

Don't need a TV, call Mone and Nani.

Z-Blue!

Hey, okay, who that?

They go to Austin, F.E.

Hey, okay, who that?

Get up close, man, shoot for P. Don't got the V, we gon' walk up on feet.

Mally, he spotted me, dump out the feet.

And these niggas, they know where I be.

I'm the demon who sent more than three.

Hey, you know that we looking for vatos.

They start running as soon as them shots go.

He said, what you going to do when there's nowhere to run?

I'm letting my chop blow.

How you hype?

You ain't throw more than one.

Niggas broken, they really be popped though.

Want a beef?

Let's have some fun.

Bitch, I know we just bull on the chops, though.

We gon' talk on the facts, like, we gon' get into that.

Right, right, he saw me, he ain't let it clap.

Like, ask him how much I do back.

I'm the demon, I like to react.

Spin through the world, tryna catch us a pack.

Like, two shots gon' make him collapse.

I do not smoke meth, cause that nigga whacked.