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[Verse 1]
[?] scared for
Boonk Gang used to be dead broke
Now I stay countin' up dead folks
Boonk Gang not to be [?]
Pussy ass n***a, you a dead [?]

[Chorus]
Fuckin' with me, then I'm fuckin' wit' you
Shootin' at me, then I'm shootin' at you
Pull up in a Coupe
My money, it blue
Pull up on yo' block, now I'm runnin' that tool
I hang with them shooters, don't beef on computers
Beamin' that Ruger, that clip like a ruler
You a [?], my n***as we coolin'
If you want that smoke, then we bringin' it to ya'

[Verse 2]
Got the .40 on me, keep it on me
[?] pockets fat like [?] pay me if he owe me
You's a [?]
You's a fake, a phony
All up in my cheese, like some macaroni
You be pocket watchin', we be .40 glockin'
You be pump fakin', we be rocket launchin'
You be perpin' on 'em, we be murkin' on 'em
We be gettin' money, you be workin' on it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hundred 'round jump, and they see me (aye)
Try to stay open like DDs (aye)
N***as know I'ma squeeze 'til its's empty (aye)
When it come to the cheese, I got plenty (aye)
Still rob a fuck n***a for a penny (aye)
Yeah, write out my enemies
Yeah, you n***as never been friends to me

[Chorus]
Yeah, fuckin' with me, then I'm fuckin' wit' you
Shootin' at me, then I'm shootin' at you
Pull up in a Coupe
My money, it blue
Pull up on yo' block, now I'm runnin' that tool
I hang with them shooters, don't beef on computers
Beamin' that Ruger, that clip like a ruler
You a [?], my n***as we coolin'
If you want that smoke, then we bringin' it to ya'