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My as my assistant stay strapped up
You talk shit, he let this fully in (Blegh, yeah, yeah)
No mercy, I got med up
This this lil' Perky got me itchin'
I'm the boogeyman, we lynchin' 'em
Hop out with stick, excuse me, ma'am
LNF my team, boy, fuck your clan (Let's go out with a bang)

Get you gone just for a couple bands (Blegh, blegh)
Get you gone just for a couple bands (Blegh, blegh)
Get you gone
Can't trust a ho, she goin'
G-get you get you gone just for a couple bands (Let's go)
Get you get you gone
Get you gone just for a couple bands
Get you get you gone

Sl-sl-slime said new ARP came with a ding dong ding dong (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Pop out, hella kitties on me, no Kreayshawn (Oh)
Pockets on Rick Ross, Lizzo, we stay ballin'
Three phones on me, but I still ain't callin' (Oh)
My stick gay, touch men (Ooh), no James Charles (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
You got Drac', I got Drac', let's Drac' off
Stir fry in the kitchen like my ass Takeoff (Ooh)
Hit gip, he said it's 10K, I'ma still shop

Get you gone just for a couple bands (Blegh, blegh, blegh, blegh)
Get you gone just for a couple bands
Get you gone (Shoot 'em dead)
Can't trust a ho, she goin' (Shoot 'em dead)
G-get you get you gone just for a couple bands (Let's go)
Get you get you gone
Get you gone just for a couple bands
Get you get you gone

Deep up in this Maybach minivan (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And we smokin' strong
Osama Bin Laden sticks in here (Woah), yeah, we shootin' bombs (Uh)
Lil Gippy came through with pieces, k-know I'm finna cop
Riflelr came through with more shit (Slatt), nigga, we got stock (Brrt, oh, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Dior, Undercover, Number (N)ine, got Chrome Hearts socks (Slatt, slatt, slatt, oh)
Dior, Undercover, Number (N)ine, got Chrome Hearts socks (Oh)

I don't know if I really liked you yet
Breathe in, breathe out, ho, take a guess (Ooh)
Mad Max how we fuckin' up this 'Vette (Blegh, blegh)
Play-Doh if you pop out, you gettin' stretched (Blegh, blegh, brrt)

Call my side ho a ostrich, I just want the neck (Oh)
Me and Will hop out this Johnny, boy, you not a threat
Bought some bought some TT, you know 'bout that (Boop, boop)
Mix in the Quagen and the Perc, make you see stretch res' (Ooh)
Nu metal, it might take off your dreads (Yeah)
Boy, I think you better off dead (Go)
Tan turkey and it talk shit like TED
Do you wanna be in my bed? (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

Get you gone just for a couple bands (Blegh, blegh)
Get you gone just for a couple bands (Blegh, blegh)
Get you gone
Can't trust a ho, she goin'
G-get you get you gone just for a couple bands (Let's go)
Get you get you gone
Get you gone just for a couple bands
Get you get you gone

Get you gone just for a couple bands (Blegh, blegh)
Get you gone just for a couple bands (Blegh)
Get you gone
Can't trust a ho, she goin' (Kill your idols)
G-get you get you gone just for a couple bands (Shoot 'em dead, let's go)
Get you get you gone
Get you gone just for a couple bands
Get you get you gone

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