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[Intro] (Ayo, EH, sauce it up) (GDrive) (Father Stack) Woi, woi, woi, woi [Verse: SJ] The world that we live in is more than crazy I won't let em take me How can I fall off? I'm more than wavy They threw the book, I won't let them break me I had a .32, bro had a baby I was with D2, don't need a navy I had a wap, no switch or a laser The vibe went dead cah we turn up the [?] [Verse: Izzpot] Life give you lemons, I copped me a weapon I stepped out counter-attacking in seconds Bro went G for the G, why? The judge said he'll get a third off his sentence Church on a Sunday, pray for repentance Pray for mansions, life extensions Them man are praying for pendants, [?] I'm still praying I don't lose members [Verse: SJ] I'm madder than mad, don't provoke me One got chinged, one got bun They took double Ls, not the one from Stokey I need a bougie bitch that's lowkey I see the paigons wearing roley's Must be stoley The 9ers dead, they ain't got no defenders We keep on scoring, they need a goalie [Verse: Izzpot] Picture this, I had a 3 inch knife Drag it out, push it in, that's a 3 inch slice Couldn't sleep at night Cuz the thoughts in my head saying "I can't wait 'till I see this guy" Picture me when I bleach my knife Picture me when I step to decrease his life All the days in the cell, couldn't beat this fight And the scoreboards often needs equal rights [Verse: SJ] Man fly out the ride with the blick, don't trip When corn gon' split man's wig On the wing, man fist and kick Are you having a laugh? Got razer blades in the [?] Man swing that shit, I ended up hitting a chick Got bare officers in [?] Tryna relocate, now I'm on the block all pissed Cah I'm lookin at extra bits [Verse: Izzpot] D2 with his flicks like Kevin De Bruyne Don't let the music get you confused I don't smoke, pop pills or drink Just know something died if I'm taking the 2s Like I understand why we're misunderstood Even the Met still know what we do I told so many girls that I loved them I got the meaning misconstrued [Chorus: SJ] I got fat pussy gyal on the iPhone screen Tryna throw up their legs in the air Never know sex toys could make gyal scream I made her squirt all over the chair I'm from the Farm, what the fuck do you mean? We don't fling car bine over 'ere Go ask 'bout me, verified in the streets I made their leader ball [?] I got fat pussy gyal on the iPhone screen Tryna throw up their legs in the air Never know sex toys could make gyal scream I made her squirt all over the chair I'm from the Farm, what the fuck do you mean? We don't fling car bine over 'ere Go ask 'bout me, verified in the streets I made their leader ball [?] [Verse: SJ] What's the verbal, then? Tell me: who flags purple then? [?] And my brother's my brother But fuck all the rest, I'ma murder them How many I chinged? (More than 10) If you ain't got 5, you ain't rolling then Bitches are cold, love lining stains Why you think Lil Nazz love [?] them? [Verse: Izzpot] I text Ram like, "Yo, what's the word?" He left me on read so I know what that meant And don't step with the dots Cah I'm still pissed off with what happened with Skeng I got touched, YC saw red On the 4, do 2, so I love him to death He must've thought he was copping some ice, neckless Donny got bored in his neck [Verse: SJ] If you talk your shit and you're talking shit It don't make no sense, get the fuck out the booth We had the industry on lock Before they threw King SJ in the zoo First mixtape made more than a mil' So now I'm tryna make it 2 They're saying my voice has changed SYM and respect my tunes [Verse: Izzpot] The girl told Ram he had PTSD (Fuckin' hell) He ain't nothing like me I got stabbed and it turned me insane He got stabbed and he jumped off the streets She showed me her cooch when it's covered in cream (Sexy bitch) I might book her a V She hates that I keep going jail It is what it is, it's the life that I lead [Verse: SJ] Free Bandokay It's not kumbaya when the hand ting sings I'm swinging my cutter and cutting up skin On the wing, I got my cutter, I doubled my ching I ain't swinging no [?], I [?] my ting Made them cut, made them run on a whim Made the corn catch up cah' it's faster than him [Chorus: SJ] I got fat pussy gyal on the iPhone screen Tryna throw up their legs in the air Never know sex toys could make gyal scream I made her squirt all over the chair I'm from the Farm, what the fuck do you mean? We don't fling car bine over 'ere Go ask 'bout me, verified in the streets I made their leader ball [?] I got fat pussy gyal on the iPhone screen Tryna throw up their legs in the air Never know sex toys could make gyal scream I made her squirt all over the chair I'm from the Farm, what the fuck do you mean? We don't fling car bine over 'ere Go ask 'bout me, verified in the streets I made their leader ball [?]