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[Verse: CEO Trayle]
[?] clutchin' this nine
I dont really want no pussy lil bitch, I want the head, the brain, your mind

[Verse: BloodHound Q50 & (CEO Trayle) ]
I don't really shoot at legs lil n***a, I want your head, your brain, your spine
Just 'cause we fucked, don't mean she mine
41 both wrist, I can't tell time
With a Glock 23, I'm Mike in his prime
Before we fuck bitch sniff this line
I took Champ chain cause I like how it shine
[?]
I'm still doin' crimes, n***a fuck these rhymes
I killed so much give a fuck 'bout dyin'
[?] you ain't gotta slide
(I'ma jump out the car with two-fifty he dyin')
[?] I had they ass cryin'