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No Talkin'
- im not with the talkin', up it, let it bang
- we the real young demons; we snatchin' them chains
- choppa finna block shit like hackeem in the paint
- if they wanna talk shit, i let it spray
- that hoe move so toxic, it got me stained
- put the blick down, ima box him
- gave my nigga a perk, now the nigga moonwalkin'
- turn his brains into noodles wit the fuckin chopsticks
- his brains on the floor lookin' like some spilled ramen
- ay dolo get lit with the blicky, pass me the ball, im droppin like 50
- handle my business, i always be busy
- yo hoe fuck with me cause she heard that im trendy
- post the glock on ig, now im gettin' sendy
- temu ass outfit, how you rockin' fake fendi
- shordy feenin' for a pen, the ink turn her 2 bendy
- they be cappin' online, but in person, move iffy
- whole team masked up, no case, movin' stealthy
- bullets hit his top, now he singin' like shelby
- he was actin' like tommy, till it got helly
- put him in the dirt, now the reaper my celly
- still ridin' with the pressure, make the whole block jelly
- heard he talkin' money, but his pockets lookin' empty
- drop a bag on his head, now my youngin' move deadly
- scope on the AR, vision clear like it's 20/20
- got a plug out in cali, he sendin' that za
- we smoke out the whip while we slide through the fog
- i don't play with no opp, i just aim at the jaw
- had to cut off some snakes, now it's me and my dawgs
- in the trap with a stick and a dream
- they dont want to get active, do a dance with the beam
- i dont miss when i shoot it, bodies drop with a green
- timin with the glock, got a perfect release
- walk him down slow, ain't no need for a chase
- he was talkin' on live, now he can't show his face
- dropped outta school, but I’m good with the case
- got a lawyer on deck, make the charge do the race
- new stick loud like a concert stage
- put a beam on his dome, turn the page, end the rage
- got stripes in the field, I ain’t talkin’ no cage
- and I been outside since like minimum wage
- now it's racks on racks, I ain’t never look back
- only time he got heat when he post for the gram
- you was tough for a minute, then you folded like spam
- had to air the boy out, now he light as a fan
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