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(AyeDrob, this shit hits)

Smith & Wesson, pull up, skrrt down like the Taliban
I had to stack it, different colors in my rubber band
I'm far from average, different bitches switching by the day
My pistol clapping, think it's time to see the reverend
Late night, we trapping on the back streets, who the fuck say they want smoke with my cousin?
You know you ain't gotta ask me, whole hundred rounds from out the MAC, no free dumping
Fifty pounds inside the back seat, no, we not only thugging, we smuggling
I told that bitch that I had loved her, but told the gang that it's fuck her

I told 'em, "Uh-uh"
Police steady asking 'bout murders
I told 'em, "I don't know"
No, I don't got no rats in my circle
All I know is Jump Out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip, that's for certain
Meet me at the crossroads
I'm going in that double R, smoking purple

.223, just like them Jordan 12's
We come through, stepping through wherever, tryna leave some shells
Think you could find somebody better? Leave and take the stairs
I finally ran up my cheddar, now my chains in layers
I fucked on her, her, her, and her, she thought she was my girl (Nah)
These people see who we done murked, now we against the world (Yeah)
Blue double R, vanilla seats, I pull up, sipping syrup
'Bout forty shots let out the car, we left him by the curb (Brrah)

Smith & Wesson, pull up, skrrt down like the Taliban
I had to stack it, different colors in my rubber band
I'm far from average, different bitches switching by the day
My pistol clapping, think it's time to see the reverend
Late night, we trapping on the back streets, who the fuck say they want smoke with my cousin?
You know you ain't gotta ask me, whole hundred rounds from out the MAC, no free dumping
Fifty pounds inside the back seat, no, we not only thugging, we smuggling
I told that bitch that I had loved her, but told the gang that it's fuck her

I told 'em, "Uh-uh"
Police steady asking 'bout murders
I told 'em, "I don't know"
No, I don't got no rats in my circle
All I know is Jump Out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip, that's for certain
Meet me at the crossroads
I'm going in that double R, smoking purple

I know my ex-bitch felt was special 'til she seen me buy this necklace for my next bitch
That black lean bottle like a baby bottle, flew in straight from Texas
That Vegas model wanna swallow mine, but I don't do no texting
I done fucked around and crashed the 'Rari, tryna come through in my section
No, I don't really like to go to parties, 'cause Jump Out Gang, know we get reckless
And you can catch me geeked up off narcotics, geeked like Famous Dex
You wasting time, don't wanna hear your knowledge, it's no more lost like God bless you
I'm from the projects, so it's fuck college, dropped out and didn't came back next year

Smith & Wesson, pull up, skrrt down like the Taliban
I had to stack it, different colors in my rubber band
I'm far from average, different bitches switching by the day
My pistol clapping, think it's time to see the reverend
Late night, we trapping on the back streets, who the fuck say they want smoke with my cousin?
You know you ain't gotta ask me, whole hundred rounds from out the MAC, no free dumping
Fifty pounds inside the back seat, no, we not only thugging, we smuggling
I told that bitch that I had loved her, but told the gang that it's fuck her

I told 'em, "Uh-uh"
Police steady asking 'bout murders
I told 'em, "I don't know"
No, I don't got no rats in my circle
All I know is Jump Out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip, that's for certain
Meet me at the crossroads
I'm going in that double R, smoking purple

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