YN

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[Intro] Okay Alright [Verse] Trackhawk, twelve hunnid HP, it's tuned up Finna hit deadboylife 'cause I'm Tuned up What up, LUCKI? What up, buddy? We just poured a four of Wock', this shit so muddy In a small pop, this shit so ugly Bitch, I feel like 50 Cent, I need my money Monday Fuck around in the country A hundred for a orange, I got a thousand of 'em I just met a bad bitch, she said she wish she found me earlier With two redbones, we finna have a orgy That's a different story, don't need to speak on that Bring the bitch around me, I bet cheeks get clapped Set my kids up for life, I don't even need to rap I just drove all the way to Tampa 'cause I needеd Act' Let me pull off with the 'bows, bro, I'ma bring it back You niggas fallin' off, you need to clеan your act up I got it on me now, ain't gotta call for backup Fentanyl came in and fucked the smack up Bro really changed his life, he used to whack stuff We been gettin' tricked our whole life, talkin' 'bout stack up A hundred dollar bill ain't worth twenty dollars You need to go to urgent care, you got pussy problems Damn, that shit for sure Soon as I hit the A, you know it had to snow Shit kinda fucked me up, [?] to cancel shows Like, how the fuck I'm in a TRX and almost smacked a pole? My piece side came out, I done smacked a ho Don't think I'm talkin' just to talkin', I had Act' before, recently Makin' beats in the club, I got Grease with me First day out the feds, I had a piece with me I don't know what niggas tryna do, if they want peace with me I'm just bein' prepared If I got that four-five on me, then I'm bein' scared I can admit I'm scared Y'all niggas ain't never had to get— and sit down in them chairs