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[Intro]
sh*t, n*ggas talkin' 'bout beef sh*t
sh*t, we could get sh*t cookin' right now, n*gga
On foenem grave, n*gga, right now
We could get sh*t cookin, right now, n*gga
(Damn, Spancy)

[Verse]
All that fakin' like n*ggas want beef, we can get sh*t cookin' (We can get sh*t cookin')
All these n*ggas 'posed to be on they block, tell they ass we lookin' (Tell they ass we lookin')
Cappin' ass n*gga ain't slangin' no iron, these n*ggas be pus*y
Soon as I catch these f*ck boys, on sight, if you love yo' life better keep sh*t pushin' (Better keep sh*t pushin')
I don't neep help, just me and my strap, all-black in a hoodie (All-black in a hoodie)
I ain't shootin' out sh*t, I'ma swing my door, n*gga, I ain't no rookie (I ain't no rookie)
Most these n*ggas ain't hittin' on sh*t, n*ggas tryna play hooky
All you gotta do is try to creep up slow, turn his ass to ghost, n*gga, this sh*t cookiе (n*gga, this sh*t cake, rrrah, rrrah)

[Verse]
2019, I had caught my first body, these n*ggas bе late (These n*ggas be late)
2015 I was hittin' that sh*t, n*gga, ask Kenny K (n*gga, ask Kenny K)
I remember Mitch came through in the clutch with a black 38
Fell in love right then, I was tryna go spin, I said 'bout a week I had caught me a case (Had caught me a case)
Twenty-six months had to go up the road, boy, I had a lil' weight (Boy, I had a lil' weight)
Couldn't get no bond, facin' juvenile life 'cause a n*gga went state ('Cause a n*gga went state)
Goofy ass n*gga tried to take my stick, hit his ass in the waist
pus*y ass n*gga tried to take my sh*t, only hit 'bout six, tried to give his ass eight (Rrrah)
Couple years later, I had missed a lifetime but a young n*gga back (But a young n*gga back)
When they killed lil' Bibby, I was ridin' through the city tryna catch me a hat (Tryna catch me a hat)
Wasn't nobody else, just me and John Wall, we was tryna getback
I catch a double O n*gga or a 1200 n*gga, Imma turn his b*tch ass to a pack (Turn his b*tch ass to a pack)
I'm in the O right now, kickin' sh*t, me, D and 24 (Me, D and 24)
Come to yo' block, we could be two deep, makin' sh*t get low (Makin' sh*t get low)
I don't wanna hear you smokin' on 8, f*ck n*gga, go sco' (f*ck n*gga, go sco')
Ain't seen these n*ggas outside since the murder rates rise and the n*gga got flipped in the O (Rrrah)
It ain't never been no cap in my raps, f*ck n*gga, this facts (f*ck n*gga, this facts)
Tell him how swift he was till that n*gga got hit in his back (Ricky)
n*ggas be internet thugs till I pull up, put one in his hat
Somebody please tell Will stop droppin' 'em tracks 'cause the pus*y ass disses be wack (pus*y ass disses be wack)
I hit a cap ass, rappin' ass n*gga like BenKeepShooting (Like BenKeepShooting)
pus*y ass hoes tryna rep that sh*t, dirty ass be boostin' (Dirty ass be boostin')
Why the f*ck n*ggas try to cap for the net? Hollerin' 'bout "we losin'"
Knowin' damn well, he get caught anywhere, we could be at the fair, f*ck n*gga, we shootin' (Rrrah, rrrah)
[Verse]
All that fakin' like n*ggas want beef, we can get sh*t cookin' (We can get sh*t cookin')
All those n*ggas 'posed to be on they block, tell they ass we lookin' (Tell they ass we lookin')
Cappin' ass n*gga ain't slangin' no iron, these n*ggas be pus*y
Soon as I catch these f*ck boys, on sight, if you love yo' life better keep sh*t pushin' (Better keep sh*t pushin')
I don't neep help, just me and my strap, all-black in a hoodie (All-black in a hoodie)
I ain't shootin' out sh*t, I'ma swing my door, n*gga, I ain't no rookie (I ain't no rookie)
Most these n*ggas ain't hittin' on sh*t, n*ggas tryna play hooky
All you gotta do is try to creep up slow, turn his ass to ghost, n*gga, this sh*t cookie (n*gga, this sh*t cake, rrrah, rrrah)