text: I kept it silent the whole time 
  I aint never, ever play both sides 
  East side nigga bout gunfire 
  Pull up in a van and the door slide
  I kept it silent the whole time 
  I aint never, ever play both sides 
  East side nigga bout gunfire 
  Pull up in a van and the door slide
  I kept it silent the whole time 
  I aint never, ever play both sides 
  East side nigga bout gunfire 
  Pull up in a van and the door slide 
  We aint never throwin no white flag 
  Gotta get smoke, get smoke when the bros die 
  They gon spin til the car hot 
  Dont call my phone til some ho die
  New Maybach, I dont need no key
  I was in the dirt, you didnt believe in me
  My attention span too, too short
  Dont wait for pussy, you teasin me
  Bad, bad lil vibe, she pleasin me
  Spend a whole M, yeah, easily
  I get the cash, get the cash and put it up fast
  I think I got JB in me
  Edge of the bed, she sit up 
  Suckin on me til she got hiccups 
  Back in the day I did stickups 
  Favorite hotbox was a pick up 
  Say, say you want smoke, dont pick us 
  Face, face shot, now you cant get up 
  Count a, count a lot gang, nigga, shut up 
  We known for shootin shit the fuck up 
  Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy 
  I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties
  Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy 
  I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties
  Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy 
  I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties
  When theres smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the PD 
  Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 
  I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me 
  I got real model bitches tryna R&B me 
  All that cap inside your raps, I aint even play your CD 
  Wont go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on TV 
  I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me 
  I got real model bitches tryna R&B me
  I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me 
  I got real model bitches tryna R&, R&
  I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me 
  I got real model bitches tryna R&B me
  All that cap inside your raps, I aint even play your CD 
  Wont go back and forth on the internet
  Wont go back and forth on the internet
  Wont go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on TV 
  I got your bitch and her BB 
  Hit her in the shower, Mimi 
  Next day she tryna see me 
  Told her Im blind, Stevie 
  Nice girls cant even keep me 
  Bad girl, need a bad girl like RiRi 
  We dont pump fake, we kill beef 
  21 Savage, not Jeezy 
  I got your bitch in New York 
  She in the heels on the coke 
  I pull it out of my pants 
  She put it right in her throat 
  I got your bitch in New York 
  She in the heels on the coke 
  I pull it out of my pants 
  She put it right in her throat 
  I got your bitch in New York 
  She in the heels on the coke 
  I pull it out of my pants 
  She put it right in her, right in her throat 
  Fish scales smellin like polish 
  They brought it right off the boat 
  Front door, back door king
  I done probably robbed your bro 
  Come up with a plan, better huddle 
  Left wrist lookin like a puddle 
  When Im in the street, its trouble 
  Thats why I stay in my bubble 
  Brand new Rari so fast, when I stomp the pedal to the floor, it stutter 
  I aint use a rubber and I make Ms, thats why Im chasin this butter 
  Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy 
  I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties 
  When theres smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the PD 
  Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 
  I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me 
  I got real model bitches tryna R&B me 
  All that cap inside your raps, I aint even play your CD 
  Wont go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on TV 
  When theres smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the PD
  Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50
  Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50
  Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50
  Many men wish death upon—
  Many men, many men wish death upon—
  Many men, many men wish death upon me
  Blood in my eye, dawg, and I cant see
  Im tryin to be what Im destined to be
  And niggas tryin to take my life away
  Chopped up and not slopped up
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