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Look
Hmm, look
Listen, look

Fuck to them boys, we ain't part of your camp
Do it bait like we're pulling a prank
Just got off the plane and I'm smellin' the dank
Rondo saw blade and he ran
They say it ain't rat, why we playing like that?
They go over the top for the gang
Heard he held one in his chest and he sang (Snitch)
He held one in his chest and he—
Coulda took off my finger dischargin' this weapon
If it's that, I'll be there in a second
Missing my nigga, forever a legend
He was therе when them other man wasn't
Hoppеd out the car with this thing and he got 'em
Now it's years that he's doing in prison
I change the mood in the blue, in an instant
'Cause he too need a pill for the symptoms

Tired of dropping and learn how to move right
I was out in the field with a few guys
Sharpenin' somethin' I swing it a few times
Tag life had me out from the sunrise
Knife up but we dabble in gun crime
Do we make us a mess? Sometimes
Hop in a whip only way that I'll farcry
Tryna catch him a kill in the daytime
Knee deep in the war tryna stretch it (Stretch)
I bought toys for the cause I'm invested
If you ain't tappin' that button I'll press it
If she cute with a back I'll ascess it
Should we fold if we got an attempted?
Tryna get us a body on body
I was outside thinking ride is a hobby and chillin' with two pretty joints in the lobby

Fuck to them boys, we ain't part of your camp
Do it bait like we're pulling a prank
Just got off the plane and I'm smellin' the dank
Rondo saw blade and he ran
They say it ain't rat, why we playing like that?
They go over the top for the gang
Heard he held one in his chest and he sang
He held one in his chest and he—
Coulda took off my finger dischargin' this weapon
If it's that, I'll be there in a second
Missing my nigga, forever a legend
He was there when them other man wasn't
Hopped out the car with this thing and he got 'em
Now it's years that he's doing in prison
I change the mood in the blue, in an instant
'Cause he too need a pill for the symptoms

Bro steppin' and riding you better be careful
Keep on pouring me up til' it's near full
Someone called feds and they dip with the K9
Had me running away from a werewolf
Don't throw that on the kid 'cah we do that
[?] rude that
Bad little joint said they coming from Upton
Said I'm with it and ready for action
'Cah he's been on the shit and he press guns
If we're round hella hoes pick the best one
I was up north a bit further than Leicester
Shot him bobby, etcetera, etcetera
Ready told him that Kesha my favorite
When she come see the kid it's all greatness
Swinging my wetter like who wanna hold it
Money M when you need it you phone him

Fuck to them boys, we ain't part of your camp
Do it bait like we're pulling a prank
Just got off the plane and I'm smellin' the dank
Rondo saw blade and he ran
They say it ain't rat, why we playing like that?
They go over the top for the gang
Heard he held one in his chest and he sang
He held one in his chest and he—
Coulda took off my finger dischargin' this weapon
If it's that, I'll be there in a second
Missing my nigga, forever a legend
He was there when them other man wasn't
Hopped out the car with this thing and he got 'em
Now it's years that he's doing in prison
I change the mood in the blue, in an instant
'Cause he too need a pill for the symptoms