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[Intro]

(Damn bro, you made this)

(Damn bro, you made this)

[Verse 1: ?]

We switch that [?] to drop the lo'

I told my shooters time to go

Hopped out one of 'em with three different belts [?] face [?]

Won't say his name, fast food, bike ramps, them niggas know

We the Celtics 'cause we top seed in the east, look at the score

Mike Amiri, Michael [?], mix the lean with RTA

I like bad boujee bitches, pop out [?] what they gon' say

Hood famous, I'm the topic, [?] around my waist

Switchy grab a nigga waist, this switch too fast, can't get away

Twenty thou' to get him gone and I ain't have to pay my shooter

How the fuck they mad at me, niggas shoulda have took a Uber

Walk shit down in the street light, I ain't have to go and suit up

(I just had to go and show that nigga)

[Verse 2: Joker OTV]

She too hype to give it up, I think she tryna line me

They be on my dick askin' bout pics, need to go find Quaddy

Oh he loafin' on my phone, watch me creep behind him

Bitch don't ask me 'bout no Fastbreak, they is not nobody

This nigga asked how to get respect, I told him catch a body

He dropped his fries, nigga fuck Scoom Gang

They left his brains beside him

And Mally tellin' on them bodies like damn free Lil Ryan

We the reason that they throwin' fives and end up dyin'

They keep askin' why he couldn't get up, I mean he wasn't tryin'

Any nigga we caught crackin' fours on the guys we fried him

Pop right out that cut, he ain't even see it, I know that shit surprised him

But alright fuck that murder shit c'mon we can switch the topic

Talkin' 'bout that dog shit the bity, they all know I got it

The opps tell on they bros about them murders, that shit outta pocket

Catch you out there lackin' on Front Street, we bound to get it poppin'

I only want 10's and 40's and shit, if you got a 9 it ain't no swappin'

I'm 'bout to retire, I'm tired of givin' the belt and they don't give back

The shells came out his face but keep it a bean, his head got hit from the back

And we got the [?], we jump out the V, we all jump out as a pack

Yeah we just took a loss, we loadin' them belts, now they wish they man ain't whack

I just got a drop and bro got a V so I'm callin' up Baby Whack

They said he was a demon, I rush that boy [?], he ain't even get a chance to react

Fastbreak can't get no lay ups, but the last one got laid on his back

He tried to run the block, he got his burner but ain't shootin' back

[?] on his face, we send (brrt brrt) taps