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[Instrumental Intro]

[Chorus]
Gun on me, actin' hard, test
Blicky gon' make you need rest
Sip on this lean, ain't no stretch
And I pull up on the feds
Workin' so muh f*ckin fast
I drop the beat and I know I'm the best
My talent, I guess I'm blessed
Gimme the game, set, and match

[Verse]
Hold up, don't get attached
I'm in the cut, know we a mismatch
Ballin', don't forget the feeling, hoe
My car got like 50 doors
Walk in this b*tch and I'm feeling like Joe
Walk in this b*tch, tell me who got the blow?
Who got the dope?
Gun with the scope
Don't f*ck with me, my gun gon' reload
Woah, woah
Just know that we do not care
Thesе girls ain't hot like faer
I can't evеn find a snare
b*tch, please
Please tell me, what did he say?
Got so many drugs on the tray
Don't even know what I weigh
It's coming down
How can I leave town?
Can't see me around
Start to feel like a clown
Took an L, I came back
Feel so numb, that sh*t stack
I just really need a rack
My crew on the attack
[Chorus 2]
Gun on me, actin' hard, test
Blicky gon' make you need rest
Sip on this lean, ain't no stretch
And I pull up on the feds
Workin' so muh f*ckin fast
I drop the beat and I know-
Know I'm the best
I drop the beat and I-
Beat, beat, beat
Blessed, gimme the game, set, and match

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Outro]