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Pour Henney for my dead bros
Bust J for my niggas in the bin
F*** around, you can get blown
You say your ting's loud, I can't even hear a thing
Niggas hate cos we run this
My niggas' in jail, cos he's on things
Big skengs more time when I'm huntin'
You know I did a dash, when I dumped him
Free Trap, that's big bro, Free K Trap too
Spin, & spin, spin like a yo-yo, make niggas diddy-bop wearing ten boots
My niggas had you in trap, now your talking crap, where the f*** are you at
Ring ring, trap, trap, I phone up my bro, he got ami in packs
Live hitters in the cut, you don't wanna see man dressed in all black
Dotty or mash, make that crash, man a man dash
I heard they're snitches on the other side, they got to go like a rash
But f*** that though, man a make dough, man a make cash

I said don't get caught with a smoke
Don't get caught, don't slip
Niggas dem love gun play, they love putting corn in them clips
Skeng in a ding dong ped, skeng in the four door whip
See us on the street, then run, now they wanna act on vids
I can move grub on the endz, I can move grub in twiz
I can move amm in draws, I can move amm in bits
I break down cocaine rocks and I put up note things in cling
Opp niggas adding on a k, feds are gonna tape your strip

I just strip me a bird, now it's time flip me a bird
More times it was done by the 6, when you heard that a ni*** got burst
Nigga wanna take my life, guarantee I'm a take his first
Skrt Skrt in a three litre Volvo, rolling round with the mac on burst
There's six in the spinner I'm pressing
And 25 shots in the mac
My ni*** got guilty, he's stressing, make me wan blow off a back
Feds judged verdict off Wiggie, then deds judged verdict off Trap
Free K Trap, got my niggas dem locked in the can
When man a man jump out the ride, them man a man there dash
Live corn in my gun, suttin got bun
Suttin got slapped
Suttin got k'd
Let's talk facts
Runnin' at trap, I just want cash

I said don't get caught with a smoke
Don't get caught, don't slip
Niggas dem love gun play, they love putting corn in them clips
Skeng in a ding dong ped, skeng in the four door whip
See us on the street, then run, now they wanna act on vids
I can move grub on the endz, I can move grub in twiz
I can move amm in draws, I can move amm in bits
I break down cocaine rocks and I put up note things in cling
Opp niggas adding on a k, feds are gonna tape your strip