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You the baddest I done seen in a while, oh, my shorty, oh, ohGetting high, toting that ironevery time that we ride, and you know, you knowYou the baddest thing I seen in a while, oh, my shorty, oh, she, ohOh, oh, oh, and she mineI swear to buy her anything to ease her mindIn the dead end posted with that gang, toting on that ironAnd I'm bound to leave any nigga dead if they ain't mineAnd I jumped off the porch likeYou died when you were six deepI do the reapingI say murder, Blood, and throw big B'sHit the block and blow the curb up, Youngboy Mj, I got on six ringsSix hеadshots for the coroners, tell 'еm that we ain't use no beamTell them fuck niggas they don't know meI know for a fact she don't know her nigga, but she know meAnd she on meSteady asking like, "Can you take me home? "Tell somebody anything I want, yeahH-O-L-D, huh, hold on meYeah, D-I-E, I've been needing some peaceUh, uh, drink on lean 'til I can barely breatheBae, your head ain't working, nah, I need five to sleepLouis V bag made by Virgil, fuck nigga tried charging me sixty G'sTwenty-five for the duffle bagnigga still counting bands, baby, don't count on meMaybach ain't come with curtainswithout tint. niggas still ain't seeing meReal gas bags, that's all I chiefTwo steps back, get off of meI've been up, yeah, all cheeseI paid cash for that factoryHitmen, they be after me12 tryna capture meBitches planning on trapping meFake rappers planning on blasting meFor bro, you get assassin freeGet blicked up, you try hacking me, yeahH-O-L-D, huh, hold on me, yeahD-I-E, I've been needing some peaceBae, your head ain't working, nah, I need five to sleepLouis V bag made by Virgil, fuck nigga tried charging me sixty G'sYou the baddest I done seen in a while, oh, my shorty, oh, ohGetting high, toting that iron every timethat we ride, and you know, you knowYou the baddest thing I seen in a while, oh, my shorty, oh, she, ohYou died when you were six deepI do the reapingI say murder, Blood, and throw big BsHit the block and blow the curb up, Youngboy Mj, I got on six ringsSix headshots for the coroners, tell 'em that we ain't use no beam(Eardrummers)(Mike Will Made-It)(That money go for Myles)
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