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Verse 1
Johnny
We had this argument the
other day at the barbershop
I said I've been around the world, back
But them niggas in
Birmingham
They got them sticks
So be cautious when you down in
Alabama
Make sure you call me first
And I'll make a call for you
I'll link you with my homie
Big
Flip
Rallo
Instead of the smoke and the
soap, we won't sleep on it
If I'm with you,
stay, drop the pen, we gon' creep on it
I keep my fire, fuck
around, put the heat on it
I got a stick with a drum and
a beam on it
I drop the hit, then we
kidnap this bitch, homie
Got a new glizza,
I just put the dick on it
Showin' fake love, I don't want it,
don't stiff on it
Ho tryna kiss me, I fuck around and
stiff on it
Don't carry no leggings when
I walk through
TSA
Live in the mall,
bitch, I buy a fit a day
I come out the projects and think I would
live this way
She say that she love me,
I'm sorry, she feel that way
223, gon' knock all them bricks away
Hit at the car,
do not let him get away
Stand in the trap and I run up a tenner,
baby
I'm takin' flights,
LA, it's just a getaway
He got the one, the other bitch
up with the stick
Street nigga ridin' foreign
Knock off his head if he get the ox, nigga
I keep my fire on
Crack up the lawnmowers and
snakes in the lawn
Try to run off, we gon' chop off his arm
Don't care where you stay, bitch,
we sendin' the bomb
On that side of case, we be way in
Taiwan
He look in my eyes, see
the barrel of the gun
Son of a bitch,
I'ma kill the bitch's son
Don't run from no smoke, bitch, we
do this for fun
Don't start no shootout,
we won't stop till it's done
The lil' ones gon' go say the word and
I'm sendin' some
It's the first time they come back and
they finish him
He was the fine,
go kidnap his bitch or something
4 of the 9,
curt his bitch like a pitch or something
Don't want him to die, then fuck out,
I'll stick him up
My niggas be dyin' when
they try to mention us
You have a photo shoot,
bitch, can't get your picture took
Sirens ringin' out when they come
to pick him up
Investigation,
they did not have no evidence
Interrogation, swear to
God, I wouldn't tell him shit
Drug traffic, ain't like we on
some billing shit
Try to rob,
that's some shit that you steppin' in
Fuck up my money,
that's some disrespectful shit
Load up a hunnid,
then I'll come and scratch your shit
Crash diamond,
why the fuck you keep testin' me?
Shoot till he wreck out and send him
to heaven then
Knock off his head if he get it up, n***a,
I keep my fire on
Crank up the lawnmowers and
snakes in the lawn
Try to run off, we gon' chop off his arm
Don't care where you stay, bitch, we
sendin' the bomb
Goin' inside the case, we'll be way in
Taiwan
He look in my eyes, see the
barrel of the gun
Son of a bitch,
I'ma kill the bitch son
Don't run from no smoke, bitch, we
do this for fun
Don't start no shootout,
we won't stop till it's done
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