24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,
Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid
Don't know why, had a girlfriend with a small butt on my nuts,
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
It's a fools fatewithout your word
See him on the ground blood splattered
But i wear mine on my head, supreme
Seems like there s a killer on the scene
Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option
Suddenly it's all #bird #'n' stress, #building on him
Go to s c take on the game cocks
Heard the sound of several gun shots
And we don't stress for nothing i just press the button
Hop on him, like i'm buzzing on adrenaline/
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