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One push of a button, that bitch go, "Frrt," this that switch We gon' pull up, rock out, hit, uh, uh, we them jits We gon' pull up, get it lit, uh, uh, with my clique Baby diaper, with the shit, uh, uh, stay with my blick Pull up, we givin' out cancer In the jungle, all black like a panther Chopper bullets turn the opp to a dancer Leave a nigga block lit like candles 'Member nights on the Drac' with a fifty Slide 'round in my stunner, me and Glizzy We the headshot gang for Lil Bibby Diss me, we'll paint the whole city (Grrah) C-O-J-A-C-K Play with me, swear to God, meet Drac' (Man down) Face shot gang, give your ass tape Lot of niggas got dropped by 8 We'll slide any time of the day (Skrrt) Shell catcher on the K, no trace AR beatbox, no bass Diss me, get found next day Fuck nigga play, get put on a tee (Get put on a tee) Why you playin' with me? I'm out the roof with .223 (With .223) Letras de cancionesHe usin' his feet City on lock, I got the key (I got the key) A pit on a leash I'm so cut, play in the creek Better not trust me (Better not trust me) Uh, on my hip, its .357 All my opps in Hell and Heaven Designer, I step in Giuseppe Diss us, need more than the reverend Diss us, need more than the church Hit your block, screamin', "RIP Durk" (RIP Durk) Longwood, got your picture in shirt (Longwood) A Block, free Cap, free Curt (A Block) Fourteen, I was puttin' in work (No cap) Me and Wop drillin' shit, I can merch (No cap) Me and Jack was like BG and Turk (Jack) Grandpa, they got it the worst (No cap) Been thuggin' it since we was little (Little) Mini Draco, size of a poodle (That Drac') I can bring out racks like Hooters (No cap) Cartier bust down like a jeweler (Bust) Rolex on my wrist, shit newer Leave a nigga ass stinkin', manure I'm deep in that water, a SCUBA Teach nigga a lesson, a tutor These niggas ain't really no shooters Last year, you niggas was hoopers My thirty clip look like a ruler What's-his-name got smoked like a hookah One push of a button, that bitch go, "Frrt," this that switch We gon' pull up, rock out, hit, uh, uh, we them jits We gon' pull up, get it lit, uh, uh, with my clique Baby diaper, with the shit, uh, uh, stay with my blick One push of a button, that bitch go, "Frrt," ayy, this that switch Nigga, rock out, let it hit Nigga, nigga, and it's lit Ayy From Letras Mania