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[Verse 1: Slump6s] We get bands every week Trackhawk, never on feet Fuck yo' bitch, then I'm sleep (Damn) I get geeked out my body, I'm geeked out my mind, [?] This ho tatted my name, since she really my bitch, she don't care what I think (Pfft) Fell in love with them hunnids, get cash everyday, they know me at the bank This VET' and Balenci', I'm mixin' that shit (Yeah, let do it) Fuck her once, I ain't kissin' that bitch Said she tryna find my love, like I'm missin' and shit B-b-bullets flyin', had to [?] Blacked out tint in the Wraith, you can't see what I'm in This shit darker than five percent Yes, I rap, but I still step on shit Don't get it twisted, this Gen5, it stay on my hip (Yeah) She wan' fuck me 'cause I'm rockin' Rick, she know some tricks AMG, yeah, take off on that bitch (Yeah, yeah) Can't let bro take my chain, I worked hard for this shit Chrome Heart glasses like Arthur and shit (What you on, gang?) For the racks, I want all in this shit because I never went to no college, lil' bitch (Ayy) With yo' bitch, give me knowledge and shit (With yo' bitch, give me knowledge, bitch) Tryna pull up, then I'm flyin' her in (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: Bandanna$ain't] I feel a lil' higher, I feel a lil' loud Soon as I'm enter, I'm lookin' it out I got hit with that fye, hopped down I guess the fuck nigga know what I'm 'bout (Bop, bop) But I got ya high right now [?] Got too many bands on me Keep goin' up, I ain't have no doubt (Yeah) Fuck that lil' plug, better watch his mouth Next thing you know, he got shot in the mouth Geeked up and feel it, but I'm from the South Stick on my hip, this drop turned to a scout I bought all the drank, turned a boss to a child You ain't by all the bands, so the bitch finna pout Pussy, I love, yeah, my dick in her mouth I fuck that bitch, [?] I fuck that bitch in the backseat I fuck that bitch in the back of the whip I'm on the run, like a track meet Switch on my Glock, I'm in love with the [?] I ball hard, like a athlete Still sticked up, I ain't goin' for shit Bitch keep callin' my phone, she spam Suck my dick, I'ma put it on cam' [Verse 3: Slump6s] Say, put a lil' rack on his head, goddamn We gon' light the fuck nigga up Cross my back, I ain't trust no bitch Lately I ain't showin' no love Oh, we get in that whip, in that 'Cat Yeah, too many hoes on me, got get off my [?] Fucked up a M, money comin', relax Yeah, it's alot on my mind, I ain't tryna get into that (For real)