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I beat that pus*y straight to death yeah
I beat that pus*y straight to hell yeah

[Verse 1: A-Reece]
Look!
I took that pus*y straight to hell
The I snatched her soul
I don't know if she too young or I'm hella old
She probably f*ck me in her sleep
Man you'll never know
She probably f*ck me in her sleep
Man you'll never know
I'm clueless, shush, keep it on the low
Keep it on the low though
Don't disturb me when I smoke slow, turtle pace
Only when a n*gga off that codiene
Only time they see me is on the TV screen
Or when a n*gga in the streets
Yeah I'm tryna cop weed
I'm turning dirty money clean
Yeah I got her on her knees
But I won't save her n*gga preach
If you can't hear me when I speak
I ain't for you then it's a secret
Oh yeah I'm smoking on that Keith
Just say a young boy out here chief
[Hook: Flame]
Honestly ya'll know why these n*ggas out here calling me
People I don't know saying they proud of me
Ones I know be out here trying to bother me
Young n*ggas smoking on private Js
Pulled up in the game and caused some violations
Girl looking for babies asked her where the patience
Mami looking fly I forgot what her name
Young n*ggas smoking on private Js

[Verse 2: Ex-Global]
When you high as I, me don't lie
Don't be f*cking with my vibes
Way too fly, so damn high
Man my b*tches in the sky
Blue-tick hoes, blue-tick hoes
Now they think they're verified
You proud of me I couldn't tell
Where you hide the hit for real
I hit a lick, killed again
Go on move that [?]
Shoot a porno in the crib
Call my do come see that sh*t
Ain't it funny not long ago she said I ain't lit
Who you feel, know it us
Came through like a f*cking drill
[Verse 3: Ecco]
I know who she prolly talking bout
n*ggas faking what they hopping out
New crib in the east mama never been in
And we moving out
All my n*ggas really up and down
All my n*ggas up and they down
Smoke a kilo not apound
Double storey crib, b*tches runnin up and down
Man down call a medic
Young n*gga and I get it
Twenty four getting lean by the twenty four
n*gga that's poetic
Running game, athletic
Young n*gga, don't sweat it
Said she wants the purple pickle
All up in a b*tch n*gga that's poetic

[Hook: Flame]
Honestly ya'll know why these n*ggas out here calling me
People I don't know saying they proud of me
Ones I know be out here trying to bother me
Young n*ggas smoking on private Js
Pulled up in the game and caused some violations
Girl looking for babies asked her where the patience
Mami looking fly I forgot what her name
Young n*ggas smoking on private Js