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[Intro: L5]
I threw the box on my Glock, ever
Ever since, it been trippin'
(I love you, L5)
I want J-Money gone, pus*y n*gga still dissin'

[Chorus: L5]
Why these pus*y n*ggas playin' like we don't ride 'round with switches?
Hitman, I got Glock in hand, I catch my opp close-up, no missin'
I kicked my partner out the spot, he ain't tryna slide, that n*gga trippin'
And, yeah, I'm locked in with Lil DJ, he gon' step, he never b*tchin'
I want J-Money gone, drop a dub, that n*gga dissin'
Ayy, f*ck them boys he be postin', know they rollin' in them ditches
I threw a box on my Glock, ever since, the b*tch be glitchin'
I told Lil 05 that wе rich, when he come homе, he gotta listen (Free 05)
Freak b*tch suck me to the bone, don't need no condom, she gon' rip it (You know that)
AR5 a real thug, don't do karate, but he kickin' (n*gga)
I just threw back Addy-30, b*tch, it feel like I'm flippin' (n*gga)
Bend it over, f*ck a Perky, b*tch, I bet I still kill it

[Verse: Lil Dre6o]
n*gga, f*ck a four-five, know I hop out with ten milli'
Know he mad his partner gone, I don't give a f*ck, boy, deal with it
I know a n*gga that signed a deal, still in the streets, he still killin'
Don't speak on Baby K, feel like he died today, I still feel it
Hold up
b*tch said, "Just stay down, this sh*t here comin'," I'm already knowin'
Twin said "DG, don't shoot, you might just crash," but f*ck it, I'm already blowin'
Fresh out my sleep, I might just see an opp, he died ten in the morning (Uh)
I don't care if they came out today, gon' drill inside these Jordans
That opp n*gga made a diss soon as he got out, his ass is not important
His ass can't rap, he might as well write a book and tell them fake-ass stories
Ain't with that groupie sh*t, you gotta go if your ass keep damn recordin'
[Chorus: L5]
Why these pus*y n*ggas playin' like we don't ride 'round with switches?
Hitman, I got Glock in hand, I catch my opp close-up, no missin'
I kicked my partner out the spot, he ain't tryna slide, that n*gga trippin'
And, yeah, I'm locked in with Lil DJ, he gon' step, he never b*tchin'
I want J-Money gone, drop a dub, that n*gga dissin'
Ayy, f*ck them boys he be postin', know they rollin' in them ditches
I threw a box on my Glock, ever since, the b*tch be glitchin'
I told Lil 05 that we rich, when he come home, he gotta listen (Free 05)
Freak b*tch suck me to the bone, don't need no condom, she gon' rip it (You know that)
AR5 a real thug, don't do karate, but he kickin' (n*gga)
I just threw back Addy-30, b*tch, it feel like I'm flippin' (n*gga)
Bend it over, f*ck a Perky, b*tch, I bet I still kill it