I gingerly bring my delivery/
God mc oh my god you gotta see
Grab my knife and my gun
They had a hell of a run
This is the part of the story where i bring up the knife
And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive
Ill abuse any drug , bring it here... ill do her.
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
And you can never bring me down, you'll never break my streak/
Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek
I can taste the salt from my tears
The freshness of my breath bring your death
I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen
You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun
Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight
I told em neva bring a knife to a gun fight
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