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[Intro] —Rap I've seen everything on that motherfuckin' bat If we had to tell her [?], I could beat you out the last In this Lamborghini, I feel like I'm fuckin' tabs Everything look fucked at you, I know you feel just like a cat All that talk I'ma pull up on that block, I make that motherfucker run I'ma pull up on that block, I make that mother— I'ma pull up on that block, I make that moth— (Go!) You know I'ma pull up on that block, I make that moth— (Through that door) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah [Verse 1] I'ma bring them duffel bags, I'ma empty all my clips Ain't nobody tunin' in to you, lil' nigga, you is just a miss You gon' get scared when I tell all yo' friends what you do Nigga thinkin' I be givin' fucks about you, no, I don't Pull up on that fuckin' block, I let it rough, I let it go Told that nigga, ''Where you going? You just wanna diss for show'' I don't really give a fuck about a nigga whitеr than some snow I'm flyer than a bitch, I'm trappin' evеry day like [Danny Cole?] Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh O—, o—, oh Oh, oh, oh [Verse 2] All this motherfuckin' rage, I don't let it go If you really wanna spar, nigga, let it go I know some niggas up in this field that's gonna do you cold Better what you do, how you move and how you talk If you talkin' on my gang, best believe you gon' get blocked Bitch, I'm beamin', feelin' heaven sent, I'm dripped up like a mop Shoutout Aura, shoutout Lecie, shoutout that nigga Uncle Tom We got way too many guns, say you fuck around and you get popped GTA, I got RPG's and a minigun I do this for fun, got that stick, I make him run Niggas is [?] And that nigga is [?] That nigga low income, that nigga do not get no money Bitch, she bounce on me like bunny, tell that nigga, ''You not funny'' I'm only here for two reasons, I'm making music and make money Bitch, I'ma a spaz up on that bitch, I [?] I feel like Trippie Redd, I'm wipin' on my nose I'm not runny Everybody know you don't mean nothin' to me I got fuckin' purple bags and I got that mo'fuckin' cheese Niggas think they can kick with the boss, let's see Let's see, got a stick, lit the beam Niggas talk on me, obscene Blue strips, paper money on me Niggas thinkin' they be kickin' with me, you just didn't see [Outro] You can't rap I've seen everything on that motherfuckin' bat If we had to tell her [?], I could beat you out the last In this Lamborghini, I feel like I'm fuckin' tabs Everything look fucked at you, I know you feel just like a cat All that talk I'ma pull up on that block, I make that motherfucker run If that nigga talkin' crazy, I'ma hit them with the stun Niggas don't know how I'm movin, [?], I hit you with the [?] I could really get you gone again, I don't need a gun