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[Intro: imsomarcus] -bitch bad, better keep her close, cause she gon' cheat We take one car I go load that box and lace my cleats I don't do no IG beef I pop out with 223s I don't do that petty shit, wanna go? Then, you can leave [Tag: DJ Phat & WhyCeg] Damn, DJ Phat, they don't know about this one Run that shit back Shout out- Shout out to that boy Cyrus, he prod' this, see what I'm sayin'? [Chorus: imsomarcus] I got batshit in the fye, they comin' thru, and keep comin' I got pape' inside my pocket, pull it out and keep thumbin' She a redbone, I know shawty bad, but she goin' I put a button on the back of that stick When I tap that bitch, it keep goin' If yo' bitch bad, better keep her close, cause she gon' cheat We take one car I go load that box and lace my clеats I don't do no IG beef I pop out with 223s I don't do that petty shit, wanna go? Then, you can leavе [Verse 1: trip] Yeah You can bounce out, you can go Think I'm beggin', ho? Hit the door I don't need you here no more We put switches on them handguns Jump out, then we gon' blow They go, "Bop" This bih' here blowin' Fuck that lil' ho, I know she goin' It's a Trackhawk, better not trail behind You trailed [?] what we score [?] But, this spot got vibes in Fineshyt, they all 10s Told that ho, don't speak on [?] When she with gang, we all in [Chorus: imsomarcus] I got batshit in the fye, they comin' thru, and keep comin' I got pape' inside my pocket, pull it out and keep thumbin' She a redbone, I know shawty bad, but she goin' I put a button on the back of that stick When I tap that bitch, it keep goin' If yo' bitch bad, better keep her close, cause she gon' cheat We take one car I go load that box and lace my cleats I don't do no IG beef I pop out with 223s I don't do that petty shit, wanna go? Then, you can leave [Verse 2: Pradabagshawty] You can leave I got this bitch talkin' crazy Go n' get the fuck out the spot You ain't talkin' to me Know that them redbones be goin' I can't even tell you why these bitches so green I fuck that ho in the foreign That lil' ho be crazy, call her 'The Backseat Freak' Know that these hoes be hoein' Can't even trip, 'cause I got some money on me Know that I'm 'posed to be dead I'm ridin' with lead, step back, and I'm uppin' my heat Fully-stick turn up [?] Put 2 on they head, two guns, let's do it for Pete Glock got a scope on the top of this bih' I'm peepin' the cap, hell ya, I can see I'm Money Gang, and I'm havin' some stain Hunnid thots in my phone tryna go up- [Chorus: imsomarcus] I got batshit in the fye, they comin' thru, and keep comin' I got pape' inside my pocket, pull it out and keep thumbin' She a redbone, I know shawty bad, but she goin' I put a button on the back of that stick When I tap that bitch, it keep goin' If yo' bitch bad, better keep her close, cause she gon' cheat We take one car I go load that box and lace my cleats I don't do no IG beef I pop out with 223s I don't do that petty shit, wanna go? Then, you can leave