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[Intro]
Bang

[Verse 1: Dkoolpharaoh]
Yeah
Go-go-go-goofy n*gga think he safe but home boy we gon run 'em
Smoke his paps no [?] we gon lay them like they nothin'
Chicken pastboy [?]
Please don't top, we run your thoughts, you runnin' now we bussin
Choppa [?] they think we play percussion (play percussion)
Double they thoughts
Tootin' 'em Glocks
[?] it on socks
We gettin' robbed
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[Verse 2: BROLY500!]
Ayy
Stomp a n*gga out, b*tch I'm lazy, my feet hurt
Air Max on my feet like [?], no angle
My clip on delete, no redo no rework
Oh my god, it's safe here! A-ha, just kidding
All my n*ggas stay with that tool, farmers only
Keep that blow torch on a n*gga f*ck around I lob 'em
I don't f*ck with shady n*gga, leave them alone
Like a tree we can't [?] it, tell your it "bullet home"
Sorry no sorry like b*tch I'm never f*ckin' lackin'
The way that my game be stakin' you best believe you packin'
Up that clip on Sunday, then my sun down, we gon racks it
Really wanna f*ck me but that Gucci prolly burnin'
I'ma switch up on you n*ggas very [?] equasions
Really not that equal you a creator, I'm a player
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