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(We riding around with choppas and shit I swear I might pop me a bitch)

We riding around with choppas and shit I swear I might pop me a bitch (pop me a bitch) Aye, Aye but scratch that
Aye I get them racks and I score with the pack like a halfback, If he won't smoke he can have that I got them racks and a Glock with the sack in my backpack
You got it I want it so I got to have that (Aye), pull to your block to your block and we air that (Aye, Aye) out, I got them bands in my house
F..ck on a bitch and I bounce these f..ck niggas trap out the ounce
These f..ck niggas ratting, they capping, they twelve, these f..ck niggas rat like a mouse (like a mouse), laying shit down like a couch (like a couch) go ask the hood they can vouch (they can vouch)

I just turn up when the bass drop (Aye) I love to see the opp face when the case drop (Aye) choppa gone sing like Tamar, bitch in the county you had a hard time like eight rocks, eight racks in his video then he had eight props
I ended up saying f..ck school just cause I stayed far, what these niggas hating for (Aye) I had to pray even after I got what I prayed for
(Truckload shit man, Truckload CEO checking in the Truckload Cinco man, (Let's do this shit) f..ck nigga know what's going on, we giving the opps hell, (Truckload shit) we getting All The Money, these f..ck niggas know that we flexed up like Kodak, spin on a opp block they run hit a four flat. Let's Go Let's Go)

She mad cause I f..ck who I want, (who I want) bitch i'm a shooter cause you got you niggas that do shit for you that you don't (shit that you don't), never had shit to prove but i'm always proving them wrong, (On God) I'm shooting at you cause ain't shit gangsta about shooting at a home. (On God)
We riding round with choppas and shit I swear I might pop me a bitch (swear I might pop me a bitch) Aye, Aye but scratch that
Aye I get them racks and I score with the pack like a halfback, If he won't smoke he can have that I got them racks and a Glock with the sack in my backpack
You got it I want it so I got to have that, pull to your block to your block and we air that (aye) out, I got them bands in my house (bands in my house)
F..ck on a bitch and I bounce (then I bounce) these f..ck niggas trap out the ounce (trap out the ounce)
These f..ck niggas ratting, they capping, they twelve, these f..ck niggas rat like a mouse (like a mouse), laying shit down like a couch (like a couch) go ask the hood they can vouch (they can vouch)
(Pull to your block and we air that shit out aye, aye, we air that shit out, f..ck these niggas capping about, f..ck these niggas capping about Let's Go)



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