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Them niggas know we on they ass, that's why they not outside
Damn, Maya, damn, Maya, why these fuck niggas hidin'?
They must heard through the wind that we already slidin'
Long live Reckless, nigga
Long live Reckless, nigga
I heard he reppin' off my dog, go and check that nigga
He disrespectful with this shit, first he stretch that nigga
I heard God tell me to go kill a bitch, I just blessed that nigga
I wet his ass up like a pool or somethin'
He ain't know I was finna snake him, damn, you must thought we was cool or somethin'
I know you fuck with the opps, must think I'm a fool or somethin'
Tryna triple cross me, I'ma hit him with a switch
He was flexin' for his ho, so he died in front the bitch
He was flexin' for that ho, so I killed him in front that bitch
I did some shit she won't forget, rrah, hit him with a stick
Fuck I look like tuckin' my blick? Pussy nigga
Better have them niggas with you
Make my lil' brothers come get you
And they too official
Blow your ass down just like a whistle
Way she deepthroated my dick, I can't lie, that lil' shit tickle
Make her gag on it, gag on it like a fuckin' pickle
I drop bags on 'em, bags on 'em, make his mama miss 'em
Put that tool up on his ass, but this ain't the one that's gon' fix him
Send my bitch, then use her for the bait, turn the killer to a victim
Found out where he stay, hit his shit up, made his landlord a victim
My Glock be on some freaky shit, keep sayin' that he can't wait to lick him
This is not no robbery, Red, we finna murder when I say I stick him
Up, on this Perc', don't give a fuck
All my niggas slidin' out trucks
Make her gag on it, gag on it like a fuckin' pickle
I drop bags on 'em, bags on 'em, make his mama miss 'em
Put that tool up on his ass, but this ain't the one that's gon' fix him
Send my bitch, then use her for the bait, turn the killer to a victim
Found out where he stay, hit his shit up, made his landlord a victim
My Glock be on some freaky shit, keep sayin' that he can't wait to lick him
This is not no robbery, Red, we finna murder when I say I stick him
Up, on this Perc', don't give a fuck
All my niggas slidin' out trucks
Like a chicken, I get him plucked, ahh
Them niggas know we on they ass, that's why they not outside
Damn, Maya, damn, Maya, why these fuck niggas hidin'?
They must heard through the wind that we already slidin'
Long live Reckless, nigga
Long live Reckless, nigga
I heard he reppin' off my dog, go and check that nigga
He disrespectful with this shit, first he stretch that nigga
I heard God tell me to go kill a bitch, I just blessed that nigga
Them niggas know we on they ass, that's why they not outside
Damn, Maya, damn, Maya, why these fuck niggas hidin'?
They must heard through the wind that we already slidin'
Long live Reckless, nigga
Long live Reckless, nigga
I heard he reppin' off my dog, go and check that nigga
He disrespectful with this shit, first he stretch that nigga
I heard God tell me to go kill a bitch, I just blessed that nigga
Ooh, you hear how the beat sound?
Step on his ass with both of my feet when I walk him down
They block was jumpin' 'fore we started beefin', now it's a ghost town
Ahh, that's how a G.O.A.T. sound
Boom-boom-boom-baow, shit, that's how a ho sound
Before his ass got poled down
Upped the blick, whack a bitch, went to roll down
Poppin' Perkies, these bitches feel like uppers, I ain't slow down
I ain't slowin' down
Droppin' back, you know I run my town
Makin' niggas' mamas cry
Like Pat Mahomes, I'm throwin' bullets 'round
Just tryna whack a clown
They know I'm throwed and fucked up in the head
Make a stepper stand down
Step on his ass with both of my feet when I walk him down
They block was jumpin' 'fore we started beefin', now it's a ghost town
Ahh, that's how a G.O.A.T. sound
Boom-boom-boom-baow, shit, that's how a ho sound
Before his ass got poled down
Upped the blick, whack a bitch, went to roll down
Poppin' Perkies, these bitches feel like uppers, I ain't slow down
I ain't slowin' down
Droppin' back, you know I run my town
Makin' niggas' mamas cry
Like Pat Mahomes, I'm throwin' bullets 'round
Just tryna whack a clown
They know I'm throwed and fucked up in the head
Make a stepper stand down
Sent my shadow bitch, went for the shit
No PS5, bitch, we ain't playin' 'round
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Too many Percs up in my body got me violent
When I'm sober, all I think about is slidin'
I'm mad as fuck, all these pussy niggas hidin'
Tried to spin, got hit up with his friend, his stupid ass tried it
Always knew I was meant for this shit like some fuckin' Trident
I gotta turn my vibe off, don't stop it
I see your finger
Just let me rap about these pussy niggas
Ain't got no motion, they move in place like some action figures
Perc' dick, I'm nuttin' quick, just suck that dick like a Popsicle
Bitch just got his ass popped quicker
No PS5, bitch, we ain't playin' 'round
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Too many Percs up in my body got me violent
When I'm sober, all I think about is slidin'
I'm mad as fuck, all these pussy niggas hidin'
Tried to spin, got hit up with his friend, his stupid ass tried it
Always knew I was meant for this shit like some fuckin' Trident
I gotta turn my vibe off, don't stop it
I see your finger
Just let me rap about these pussy niggas
Ain't got no motion, they move in place like some action figures
Perc' dick, I'm nuttin' quick, just suck that dick like a Popsicle
Bitch just got his ass popped quicker
Popped a pussy nigga just like a fuckin' pimple
Left a hole up in his face just like a fuckin' dimple
If you drop the lo' and just let us kill you, shit could be so simple
And when you die, that ho you lovin' on, know I'm gon' dick her
I gotta dick her, know I gotta hit her
Ridin' through my city clutchin' switches with all my hitters
Nigga say he got money, still get him whacked for six figures
For sixty thousand, I could knock off 'bout six niggas
Ain't gotta pay, just off the love, all my young niggas gon' pull that trigger
Left a hole up in his face just like a fuckin' dimple
If you drop the lo' and just let us kill you, shit could be so simple
And when you die, that ho you lovin' on, know I'm gon' dick her
I gotta dick her, know I gotta hit her
Ridin' through my city clutchin' switches with all my hitters
Nigga say he got money, still get him whacked for six figures
For sixty thousand, I could knock off 'bout six niggas
Ain't gotta pay, just off the love, all my young niggas gon' pull that trigger
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