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Hey, look, I'm a Don I stay with a torch, so stay on the porch, you playin' with me and you done How could you win? How could you move? Ain't killin' the kill, nigga, run Don't leave it at home, look up when you walk, he drivin' and shootin' for fun You know it ain't safe, another one dead, so nigga, you better just run You better just leave, you better go talk to a couple of priest, go get you a leash Better be slidin' in traffic, no keepin' that shit on your seat Stay on alert, no time for the games, you playin' it wrong, you get shot in the face Spin where you sleep, get you a mask, go get you a gun that ain't leavin' a trace It's 2-2-1, BTA, all of my young nigga spin with a Drake All of my young nigga down for a case, all of my young nigga shoot for the face It's takin' too long, I'm gettin' impatient, we gettin' on feet, man, let's see if they out Nigga be woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' for clout Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch Doin' the dash if I see the crash, we goin' a hunnid, got stick in the whip No stick in the box, I thug with it on me, shoutout the Rowdy, but stick on my hip I don't be hangin' with nigga who flexin' that money Letras de cancionesBut never got nun' for the table, this shit from the dirt Had to go run in his house before we got money from labels, I'm real as it gets No fake in my blood, I still be with killers and deep in the trench I come from a hood, slide for a rank, no gun for the skit, than we goin' full range I'm doin' him bad if I get a chance, you hang on that block and I'm leavin' you drenched Swear it be nigga who poppin' on live, who really ain't slid and still on that fence No hittin' that dance, I'm hittin' it with you, nigga, no reffin', I'm blowin' that whistle Nigga, no cappin', I be on this beat, he play with the P and get hit with a missile Bro, what's the issue? Oh, you ain't trippin? What happen to all that shit on that net? What happened to all that shit you was sayin' on live? You had a good time makin' threats It's two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch Aye, aye, aye, flexin' on me, boy, you better get to poppin' Make a nigga check out, hotel lobby How you goin' body for body? We the ones with all the bodies, I'm MJ T Bows Scottie Make a nigga shake and shift, this Draco rip through your stomach Pimp those pills, ho, pull up on side of they whip Switch cheese, we'll drive through and be here Nigga, don't stand on none of that Fuck over opps like hundred pack, uh-huh Nigga ask if I double back, I was up close, I ain't have to do none of that, uh But the next day, we comin' back, we ain't doin' Fridays after next Esophagus killers, we at your neck, I do it myself, I ain't droppin' no check He'll get stressed like it's yoga and shit Swervin' the sketch, controllin' this bitch He'll get killed for that trollin' and shit Bag of the opps, put a hole in that bitch Step, step, right, left One, two, three, choppers go on repeat like brrt, brrt, brrt, brtt, on beat Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch Two plus two, sticks in this bitch All around killers, don't blink in this bitch Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch From Letras Mania