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Fuck, fuck, fuck

Let me see the lighter, let me see the lighter

Let me see the fucking lighter

Give me my doodoo turd

I'm talking about my blunt, my big blunt

Nigga stuffed it, look like a turd

Geeked up, nigga slurring his word

Little fish, I feed him a worm

Been fuckin', I been givin' out sperm

Give your house a observation

Before I do the lick, I do a hypothesis

Guns in my hood, a raffle ticket

Boy, yo' blick be a fundraiser

Shoot in him his torso, hit at his neighbor

You might need him, you better lock in with your neighbor

I was walkin' with my Glock, you watching cable

Hole in his drip, it drip like a bagel

Never have a gun that jam on me, never

You drop a gun, your hands like butter

Flabbergasted on a lick, you stutter

My lil' partner find a blick, another

Crazy as hell, his head in the gutter

He spooked, he wanna join a gang with the others

Nigga sleep in the hotbox, kick him out

Try to pass him the blunt, but he knocked out

I be smoking, got the box boxxed out

Try to box me in, but I get out

Fuck the bitch, then I lock the bitch out

Sell a dummy stick, took the clip out

Nigga ask me for my light, you ain't stealing mine

I got my eyes on my lighter

Give me my lighter back, seen you 'fore I fyed up

Don't even put it in your pocket, ya shy

Oh, I forgot that was your lighter

I be stealing too much, I done forgot

Having whips, we can bring this shit out

A bag of money, we gon' take your ass down

Pull out your purse, we snatching yo' bookbag

Nigga don't know how they gon' eat today, they look mad

I was fucked up, had to shook back

Cross him off the play, me and lil' twin took that

Jump back in my whip, you sit back

.40 cal, it's big as fuck

You gon' get tortured, or you better duck

Terrorize this shit, whenever I touch down

You ain't in the trench, nigga stop lyin'

Big .40 before I had a fucking .9

My first gun was .40 cal, I went down

When I shoot the Drac', I gotta jump 'round

Japanese in my face, I look high

I bet the bitch pick up pace, when we get behind

Nigga think 'cause I'm hot, I'm coolin' down

Fuck nigga stop playin', we spin this time

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