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Needs format edit, and ? needs fillers I'm in the suite with two freaks, and it's only one me I only smoke runts now, ain't no more OG You play with just one, we gon' come and blow three And we get the job done every time we go peep I honestly don't have no time to compete We gon' hunt ten ten? every time it's complete All that punching shit fine, but we want you to bleed We gon' pull and tweak, before we sit down and tweet Ain't nun' on their plate, so they looking for beef All my niggas that axe you we sucking our teeth? You ain't talking bout cake, then the we gon' meet Is the day Blueface start rapping on beats When we pop out and spray you, we won't aim at your feet Make away with that Drac, we deserving a piece Making plays in the trap, everyday we don't leave Hit the plug and buy weight, from my money off streams You gotta BES man just to kick it, and I'm from the trenches Where that shit feel ? So I'm independent, and I keep extensions I do what I want I don't need no permission I walk like I'm gifted, I'm living way different That nigga that dissing, that broke shit is sick and I'm sipping on Wock like I got a prescription The doc say I might die from my addiction Got so many bitches, I should've been timmy These niggas be grip, cause I ain't never snippin' I won't never fall, so I don't do no trippin' My neck on defrost, so a young nigga drippin' She got her mouth on a side of real tif? I got bout an ounce of some shit, you can sniff it When I talk about weight, bitch we ain't tryna lift it I only want fake fade?, then I'm calling your Lyft I fly state to state, and I trap outta here Better stay in your place, and get shot in your lip Any nigga that run up and reach for my drip Because they won't be able to identify him Been the king of a town, they solidify him All the niggas got a sound, but them niggas not him Yo we ball what we shoot at, op niggas not rim Watch out by your ace, all the way to your crib I'm in the suite with two freaks, and it's only one me I only smoke runts now, ain't no more OG You play with just one, we gon' come and blow three And we get the job done every time we go peep I honestly don't have no time to compete We gon' hunt ten ten? every time it's complete All that punching shit fine, but we want you to bleed We gon' pull and tweak, before we sit down and tweet Ain't nun' on their plate, so they looking for beef All my niggas that axe you we sucking our teeth? You ain't talking bout cake, then the we gon' meet Is the day Blueface start rapping on beats When we pop out and spray you, we won't aim at your feet Make away with that Drac, we deserving a piece Making plays in the trap, everyday we don't leave Hit the plug and buy weight, from my money off streams I'm in the suite with two freaks, and they booted, that 30 on me Told them hoes, I got two twos You keep a strap but ain't never gon' shoot it Got robbed with a strap on you, nigga you do it Grew around trappers, and we wann't having that who had the bag, so I was influenced I learned how to sell crack, 'for a nigga knew math I knew how to count money before I could read 2nd grade used walk to school rolling up weed I been bloody since eight, shout out to my OG Can't forget bout the gate, and my ape niggas aiming at fade they gon' make sure that cannot not breathe (?) me we ain't coppin' no plea, we gon' load up, pull up, squeeze Choppa fold up, gold on bling The fuck nigga hate a bank roll in my jeans Fuck nigga hate, but they hoe on my team I made my own plate, if you know what I mean In a race for that cake, and you ain't on my speed Finna drive outta state for a play, on some needs Want wraith want a mansion on side of the beach Bett' not sign on no nigga, who signing to me Watch out I got game (?) slimin' for me Soon as they find you, them niggas gon' hide you for me Came from the bottom, now my pockets larger It's too many hustlers to be out here starvin I keep one up top for them niggas that's robbin' Make him put it up, swear to god (?) hoe poison But more importantly I'm in the suite with two freaks, and it's only one me I only smoke runts now, ain't no more OG You play with just one, we gon' come and blow three And we get the job done every time we go peep I honestly don't have no time to compete We gon' (hunt ten ten?) every time it's complete All that punching shit fine, but we want you to bleed We gon' pull and tweak, before we sit down and tweet Ain't nun' on their plate, so they looking for beef All my niggas that axe you we sucking our teeth? You ain't talking bout cake, then the we gon' meet Is the day Blueface start rapping on beats When we pop out and spray you, we won't aim at your feet Make away with that Drac, we deserving a piece Making plays in the trap, everyday we don't leave Hit the plug and buy weight, from my money off streams