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[Kyle Richh]
Oh they got me on hots
I'm tryna shoot up the spot (Damn)
I'm tryna send him to Dot (Dotty)
He can't run he got hit with the Glock
Fuck a AM I went for the-
Fuck a AM I went for the kill (Bitch)
And we been on a million drills (Like what)
4100 we gunnin' for real
Push up on me I don't recommend, like
I'm tryna catch me a M (Damn)
Blocky, how is you OY again? (Like what)
Fuck it, he gon' get sent to his friends
Like we went live, he ain't think we would bend, bitch
Im on that block, where you at? (Bitch)
Kartii was running like track, like
Bro put the beam on his back (Kartii)
Eight shots, one in the head
And I'm tirеd of smoking his dead
Im tryna smoke his mans on live, likе
He thought he was safe on the live
Oh my god OY off the map
Tote guns, but dying by knives
Bdot a bitch, he got beat with the gat
I see DD, I'm leaving him flat (OYK)
[Jenn Carter]
Graah
Graah-Graah
Graah
Graah
Who the fuck is a cocofelon?
Like, I heard DOA all in ya' back
I'm impulsive, I'm quick to attack
And you sucking they dick when they call you a rat
Hold my knock when I walk in the spot
So they know I'm on timing, ain't coming to play
Got a thootie she setting the drop
Off the [?] with the rock, like who dying today? graah
And I throw like a pitch
No home run, he running Rick
When I dump on the beat, it's wockesha I sip
I told Jah, "Take that trip", what?
He get put in the sky like a blimp
44 shots one in the hip, now he walk with a limp
I don't speak on the shit that I do
Like a dentist, I flock it and aim at ya' tooth
I be leaning when I'm in the booth
It's a gun on my lap when I'm up in the stu'
When ya' brother got hit, what the fuck did you do? what
Mix sprite with triss, n***as ain't hot they rely on a diss
And no I can't stress on a bitch
If he talk on the 4 he get put in a ditch
[Jah Woo]
I spin on my doley, not giving no warnings
Pushing up on me, you better be cautious
Bullets gon' hit him, it's leaving him nauseous
And we smocking on Nick while these n***as be mourning
Sending these shots, ain't talking no liquor
The first [?] we gon' slide there and clip em
Fuck Lu, he got put in them ditches
And free [?] was throwing them [?]
KR my brother I love him for free
Splitting them hunnids, when I couldn't eat
Shit deep, definition of G
Keep all the fake shit, cause I cannot take it
Freak bitch, personality basic
Spin on these n***as like Liam from [?]
And I click till it break, imma hit him a Jason

[Kyle Richh]
Oh they got me on hots
I'm tryna shoot up the spot (Damn)
I'm tryna send him to Dot (Dotty)
He can't run he got hit with the Glock
Fuck a AM I went for the-
Fuck a AM I went for the kill (Bitch)
And we been on a million drills (Like what)
4100 we gunnin' for real