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[Intro: Supreme Stuv & Death Cola]
Hey guys, Stuv here and I'm just here to say
Get the f*ck off my property (No, you're in my studio bro, what are you talking about?) Dude, dude get the f*ck off my property, right now, get off right now! (What are you talkin about? What are you talkin about? No, c'mon what are you talking about?) Dude, I'll f*ckin shoot you!

[Verse 1: Supreme Stuv]
Shoot my blicky, she's why got me f*cked up
Why you up here, [?]
You f*cked up, dissolved by the sh*t
Don't come by here with no stick
Catch you and you'll end up dead
Made you f*cked up in the head
p*ss on your grave on a 7/11
f*ckin' your mom, you're not going to heaven
Give me the stick you can call it a session
Hit them in the back, and I'm asking for seconds
Running it back, and I'm blowing her back out
Oh I'm not done boy, I need another pull-out
Get your lil' brother, oh she finna freak out
Got [?] like a rhino, hope you sell out, yeah

[Verse 2: Death Cola]
Aye, what the f*ck? What you put up your butt?
f*ck your sh*t, never tough
Snorted lines at the hotel
b*tch, I know you like my son that's why you always stick along
I know lost attention, why you sliding through my messages, boy?
[Verse 3: Guap Sensei]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sending shots, it rip through tissues
Came with the rifle, it came with the clip too
I can smell your room, you're a big dunce
You shouldn't talk crap if you lift too
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Put your belly off your bed
I just pull out when I say
Hollow tip besides your head
Favorite color turned to red
Scolding your heart, we're leaving him dead