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[Verse] Banana clips and honeybuns, stuffed inside my gun Brought this shit wit' us on vacation, bitch we ain't goin' for nun' Tired of talkin' 'bout what I done stole, what the fuck I didn't? Villan boys tapped in wit' them los, they tryna push yo' wig Poured a whole six in a minute maid, bitch I'm feelin' mid If twelve pull me over wit' all these guns bitch I'm goin' fed Nigga found a gun he think he crazy, think he seein' red Sometimes I be ruggish just for fun but bitch I need some bread Gang just matched me wit' some za, this shit got heads spinnin' I don't smoke no weed before invasions, help me run fast Gang, bitch Told villan boys to calm down, they be on fuck shit Dumped my big ass gun the back, the Drac' that bih jumped out my hand Gang business, stepped on his lil' face, we tryna stomp yo' friend I been hittin' licks since a youngin, what the fuck you sayin'? Top villan tripped up in the lobby, I brought them reapers in Poured a pint inside my stomach, got me feelin' heavy She won't fuck wit' Lazer Dim, she say they livin' reckless Red tip buckshots, that be fuckin' gang 4000 outside, they tryna work on they aim Lil' boy in my way, just know them reapers headed for him Better watch yo' partner, buddy might just be a snake Ran up all these racks just to drip, bitch I'm eatin' steak I keep smokin' on these thorns, my high keep goin' away Bitch I'm outta jail 'cause I ain't dumb, bitch I'm swift as fuck Villan boy done blacked out, now his brother gotta lift him up On the way to this lil' lobby, we got blacked out trucks Pullin' racks out my lil' body, I got Benji stuffed Bitch I'm filled up wit' all the exotic, got me fuckin' up They been rushin' me to drop, they waitin' on me to drop Lazer Dim put fifties on my Glock, just know we poppin' out Gotta keep them trips close to me, just jumped up out the spot I don't be tryna trip out on these beats, just know we trim around Gas bag, ain't gon' keep lil' gang from doin' you bad 7000 be my clan tag I was fuckin' wit' lil' shorty but her friends bad Ben Frank stuck to my lil' body, bitch I drip like racks I got thirty clips wit' me, I'm havin' hella mags I done took down two pints today, I'm finna go out bad Jump inside yo' shit and Fast And Furious, bitch I ain't lookin' back 7000, 77 clips, they just dead on lack