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[Chorus] (Wuh-oh) Damn… BITCH, I'M OUTSIDE WIT' A GAT (I-I love you) I-I sip Green like a SLATT (Die!) I'm from the projects like Pat (Wuh-oh) I-If he run up then he know it go BLATT If he run up, he know he get BLAM I-I don't fuck with Nick like I'm Sam (Die!) He tried to shoot but his gun Strawberry Jam (Wuh-oh) W-We got Glocks that make the whole HOOD scram DAMN, AR's, make 'em, JUMP… WH-WHAT? THAT NIGGA GET KNOCKED WITH THE GOLD PUMP (Die!) OG call me a Chump (Wuh-oh) Pi-Pistol whip a nigga now he got a lump (Damn…) You will get stranded like Effie I-I got Gucci and Giuseppe (Die!) I-I got a fifty, Lil' Debbie I-I'm in NOLA like I'm Wemby [Verse] Damn… Lil' BITCH, I-I'm in NOLA I-I got the Coke like Cola Ba-Ba-Based bars in my s-s-in my soda I'm in the game with no DAMN controller Tw-Two Glocks, nigga, I'm Bipolar… Spanish bih', she say, "Hola!" Ba-Baby Drac', don't need a stroller I-I'm gon' get the pen like Ebola I-I SIP GREEN, NIGGA, NOW I'M YODA I-I smoke gas, nigga, what's that odor? This clip long as fuck like a GTA load up I said I'm gon' slide, that nigga said, "Hold up" I know he don't sip by the way that he poured up [Chorus] (Wuh-oh) Damn… BITCH, I'M OUTSIDE WIT' A GAT I-I sip Green like a SLATT (Die!) I'm from the projects like Pat (Wuh-oh) I-If he run up then he know it go BLATT If he run up, he know he get BLAM I-I don't fuck with Nick like I'm Sam (Die!) He tried to shoot but his gun Strawberry Jam (Wuh-oh) W-We got Glocks that make the whole HOOD scram DAMN, AR's, make 'em, JUMP… WH-WHAT? THAT NIGGA GET KNOCKED WITH THE GOLD PUMP (Die!) OG call me a Chump (Wuh-oh) Pi-Pistol whip a nigga now he got a lump (Damn…) You will get stranded like Effie I-I got Gucci and Giuseppe (Die!) I-I got a fifty, Lil' Debbie I-I'm in NOLA like I'm Wemby
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- Smokingskul