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Doo, doo Doo, doo (Ayy yo, is that xonthebeat?) Brrt Baow, baow, uh, uh Fuck nigga talkin' that shit, you a liar You cappin' ass nigga, you stupid, huh Nigga tried to take my style away, but nigga I'm already gucci, huh I'm lowkey keepin' my pole Bet the don't even know Nigga stole my shit and talked shit on the 'gram Bet he won't do shit in public, huh Lame nigga testin' these chains Need to test your soul, lil' nigga, you a puppet, huh Went to the bank, [?] deposit Whole lot of racks, ain't even go to college Fuck niggas ghetto, I ain't even gonna acknowledge Only way is up, you ain't gonna see me floppin' You need to stay in your lane, my niggas they armed, yeah, they'll blow you back Can't fuck with thе opps, can't fuck with the jakes Can't fuck no rats, they gon' еat from your plate Caught that boy lackin', put six in his face Bullets goin' doo-doo-doo-doo, that boy got erased All of my niggas don't slow down, all of my niggas on go Rappers be takin' my flows, huh, I thought you knew that SongtexteRappers ain't makin' they songs, huh, yeah, that's straight facts I'm a real nigga, stay ten toes, huh, bullets I'll send 'em back I'm takin' that charge for the bro, you know I stick by the code Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Whole lot of sticks wipe your nose Aus Songtexte Mania