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    [Intro]
    La la la la
    Blah blah blah

    [Verse 1]
    Don't smoke or drink so yeah I'm sober when I speak
    This a trap house that gun better not look petite
    Say the wrong thing I'm only gone say a beat
    I'm knocking at yo door like, "Hello trick or treat"
    Go to the back and put it in the bag hurry up
    Gold, change, credit cards and every last buck
    I'm a give you five minutes to give it up in a rush
    If he fuck up bullets hitting him in the gut
    Holy shit maybe we should light a candle or two
    Turn a fuck nigga to a bitch nigga like Bruce
    I keep a shotgun that make that nigga lights go duce
    And if I send him to my guys that nigga ain't getting loose
    Of course I'm so motherfucking shallow
    One of you niggas is finna die though
    Carry the body up out the backdoor
    Get rid of every witness since you was my own shadow
    Never tell em how you got it coming in
    Niggas can't hold water they could barely swim
    I push the turf from the track to the rim
    Keep a strong body of work and I ain't talking gym
    Pussy ass bitch know my block ain't safe
    You a hostage now that I'm surrounding yo place
    30g Rolex so my time won't waste
    Then I crack the iphone so the cops can't trace
    [Hook]
    If I blast that shit tonight I'm a get life
    If my money not looking right I'm a get life
    If I blast that shit tonight I'm a get life
    If my money not looking right I'm a get life

    [Verse 2]
    Lay him down in a blood bath
    I be cruising on my own path
    Think before you ever tell me shit
    Beat a bitch with a selfie stick
    really really not that innocent
    Me and chopper we get ignorant
    You starve us and we star bust
    and snatch up your cousin
    Get the spear men done, make a nigga eat the cum
    Bullets feel like the sun talking shit you get plunged
    With another shot, gun so big
    we can hit you from the yacht
    I ain't gotta plot, get you on the stop
    Punch you like a clock do not let yo goons scare me
    Knock every last tooth out I'm the fucking tooth fairy
    Better pray to Hail Mary got blood smelling up the room
    Air it out with perfume you gone hear that ga- boom
    And won't see that nigga soon!

    [Hook]
    If I blast that shit tonight I'm a get life
    If my money not looking right I'm a get life
    If I blast that shit tonight I'm a get life
    If my money not looking right I'm a get life

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