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Purge

Purge

(album: Forever 23 - 2018)

(Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, that probably Tago
Pipe that shit up, TNT)
(The Heros)
(HeartBeatz on the track)
(MrBlackOnDaTrack)

(I hope they know, a lot of cancer in the air)
(I hope they know, a lot of cancer in the air)

Bang it out, that nigga know he in danger now
Purge shit, we tryna catch a nigga hanging out
Fuck the peace, and no we ain't got shit to think about
Bitch, you gon' sleep, 'cause all that pussy shit I can't allow
Trap open, just ignore the smell, we got a stinky house
My chain for a brain, come on, let's exchange it out
Damn that's the same amount, that's some shit to think about
We can bring them hammers out, that's if you take the cancer out

Streets talk, a lot of shit got me in deep thought
Full of meds, eyes red and I sleepwalk
Sleep talk, eleven doses got the heat out
Gang shit, this bitch'll knock a nigga knees out
Lights on, hell nah, ice on, leave it out
Pipe on, shells hot, I got what's gon' keep 'em out
Fuck niggas, they want clout
But you gon' end up bleeding out
Bitch, we gon' keep them heaters out
On sight, we can squeeze it out
I hope they know, a lot of cancer in the air
Two brand new cutters, I just ordered me a pair
He a pussy and I know that so we cannot play it fair
He was lying if he told you he was tryna take it there

I hope that you know, a lotta cancer in the air
We can bang it out there, fuck what they say, I don't care
Bitch ass nigga, this that 23 shit
We on that purge shit

Bang it out, that nigga know he in danger now
Purge shit, we tryna catch a nigga hanging out
Fuck the peace, and no we ain't got shit to think about
Bitch, you gon' sleep, 'cause all that pussy shit I can't allow
Trap open, just ignore the smell, we got a stinky house
My chain for a brain, come on, let's exchange it out
Damn that's the same amount, that's some shit to think about
We can bring them hammers out, that's if you take the cancer out

Bitch shit, he hating on the way my wrist glist'
Big sticks, pussy, don't get on my hit list
Fuck that, you already on my shit list
Pop shooters, sending shots but never hit shit
Catch a nigga, blow him down, like we blow a candle out
Pick a cancer for the other side, I'm tryna hand 'em out
Apply pressure to these streets until we get some answers out
They've been hiding all week, they know we tryna stamp 'em out
We might pull a purge off, pull up, swerve off
Knock the whole curb off, don't catch a curveball
I ain't never heard of y'all, ain't got no words for y'all
Face down on the ground, now that's a dirty talk

Bang it out, that nigga know he in danger now
Purge shit, we tryna catch a nigga hanging out
Fuck the peace, and no we ain't got shit to think about
Bitch, you gon' sleep, 'cause all that pussy shit I can't allow
Trap open, just ignore the smell, we got a stinky house
My chain for a brain, come on, let's exchange it out
Damn that's the same amount, that's some shit to think about
We can bring them hammers out, that's if you take the cancer out

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