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Stack, pray, stay out the way, you gon' make it out Whole brick in the trap, we gon' break it down Audemar, fuck the plain, we gon' spray it down Run up on you, ain't no talkin', we gon' lay you down Pussy boy, please don't make a nigga lay you down Big kahunas on the Glock, monkey nuts, fifty rounds Fuck boy better shh, better not make a sound Leave your ass on the ground, leave your ass lost and found Oh oh, okay, okay, he want a flick, huh huh Okay, I heard that nigga got that bag, uh uh Huh, huh, we need it all, go get the TEC, uh uh My niggas shootin' shit in public, we don't text, okay Sat in prison all them years and I came out hurt On the block of no return, shoot at unknown curbs I got two sides to me, half grizzly, half shark Jump in that water or them woods and get ripped apart This assault rifle so big, this bitch can come apart I remember stealin' bikes, now I got auto-start Melly, slatt slatt slatt, that's that gang talk And fuck a chain, I'll snatch a nigga brain off Ass on, I want to ride on her She a lot, uh uh, he surprised I'm hung, yeah Beat that pussy bitch, with the .223 Letras de cancionesI been totin' sticks before puberty, huh All these freaky bitches see the truth in me, huh She's like Melly, baby, you abusing me, hmm And we made it out of poverty, uh Thirty thousand on the Cuban link, uh This shit here what I'm distributing Good dope in Detroit, yeah, distributing Uh, ooh-E He on that and I'm on E, nah Ooh she say she popped a bean, uh Nut on her face like, "Maybe it's Maybelline" Fuck a nigga's bitch good, she ain't gon' go back to him Gave an opp the whole thirty, felt like I owed that to him And Doc ain't shootin' just to shoot, that boy know what he doin' And fuck niggas, that ain't my business, I don't know what they doin' And Block ain't pimpin' just to pimp, he got the hoes lit Have my Bloods put some blood on your whole fit That Instagram bitch you like, she sucked the whole dick And I don't trust her, I'm fuckin', clutchin' my four-fifth They been screamin' up the block, cops ain't even carin' If them bitches get behind me they gon' get embarrassed Melly, where the Florida hoes, nigga? Sharing is caring If we do a drill together, they gon' think we terrorists From Letras Mania