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[Intro] (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up) [Chorus] Blaow, they don't like to talk about this shit, huh Oh, what's-his-name got hit all in his shit Caught a case tryna love, shouldn't've been around that bitch Told 'em give me a couple years, I'll be a billion in this shit I just had another son, another jit, huh Stayin' up out the way, I'm tryna get my brothers rich, brrt I been hearin' rumors from the opps Sometimes I just go get mad and go and post up on they block, huh [Verse] Okay, 2023, I'm tryna put me somethin' to sleep Plus 2022, bitch, I still was shootin' at you Huh, disrespectful kid, you can't tell me what to do Fast money stashed away, I'll make a dub fall out the roof Yeah, told them boys that I was comin' I don't really give a fuck, I'll serve a preacher on a Sunday Got it goin', pockets stuffed, you thought the wrong nigga was bummy Switches blowin', when I shoot this bitch, you would think six niggas gunnin' Huh, come here, boy, left feet, right feet Niggas don't even like me, huh Ayy, that pussy boy be searchin' up my type beats I ain't goin' to jail no more, the police just gon' have to snipe me 40 hit his stomach, leave him sick like he ate old meat Say, my brother, yeah, we trustin' in each other I be on that gangster shit for real, he move, then I'm gon' bust him Brrt, drop a thousand rounds 'bout my kinfolk, it's on God If he play, I'ma shoot through that boy window Brrt, blow his ass, extendo Yeah, goin' through a lot of shit, but don't nobody know, look You ain't never shot a blick, lil' bitch, you is ho I was thirteen when I burnt my first nigga, mama know If you play, swear to God I'll curse, nigga, gotta go [Chorus] Blaow, they don't like to talk about this shit, huh Oh, what's-his-name got hit all in his shit Caught a case tryna love, shouldn't've been around that bitch Told 'em give me a couple years, I'll be a billion in this shit I just had another son, another jit, huh Stayin' up out the way, I'm tryna get my brothers rich, brrt I been hearin' rumors from the opps Sometimes I just go get mad and go and post up on they block, huh
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Credits
- Writers
- Anti Da Menace
- Section 8
- Bryan Yepes
- Steven Shaeffer
- Halfway