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[Axtality]
Yeah I f*cked shorty imma go get a kid back Shout out to nah betta go get ya lick back I gotta choppa it came wit some kickback choppa send him to Romania stream nahh right now betta stream go get ya lick back I got the guns n*gga you won't do sh*t n*gga u is obsessed n*gga u will not hit back now lemme go spit facts I killed ya mother n*gga yes I did that I killed ya brother n*gga yes I did that this 223 finna knock off his headcap we finna go hit ya man’s isn't that yo bro up inside the sand we uppin him the we popped him like a xan just like a lil thot put him on tan I always love God always love my mother school first n*gga never switched on my mother that brodie a hoe he snitched on his brother me and S.J.X gonna hit for eachother and nahh too better never forget 772 better never forget triple 8 krew it's gon be a day everybody hates you I swear the God that I mean it one day they’ll turn back and you'll turn a demon you girlfriend swallowed other boys semen she didn't love you you were a ex for a reason it wasn't that you weren't good enough she like boys that are way to bad brodie she is a hoe brodie dont go out sad you gon get so big that she start running back

[Yvgnahh] (AYE) yuh said he want smoke send him to his dad we shot him too n*gga do the math I f*ck his b*tch he crying that's too bad f*ck on his b*tch then I f*ck his auntie she in my di*k slimy like salami I sh*t him twice crying to his mommy PTSD like he in the army (AYE) he never on sh*t that n*gga is useless everything trash bout him even music ducking my ones n*gga said he too sick slide on his block n*gga imma shoot sh*t his bones in my teeth b*tch I need a toothpick she screaming and moaning that b*tch got acoustics I caught him lacking then I hit a few licks he claiming he know me b*tch get off my top he know that I'm f*cking his b*tch yes a lot he know that I'm smoking his homie like pot he don’t know we on him b*tch we got the drop we don’t f*ck with him cause that b*tch is a rat he snitched on his homie let's talk about that I slide on his block then I doubled back he said that we beefing “n*gga did I ask?” I pulled out the chop n*gga running fast got shot in his dome then I hit the gas the police pull up and I’m driving pass he sweet in these streets n*gga not gon last
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