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[Part I]

[Skit]
Aye, baby
You make me wanna scream from the top of a six floor palace ([?])
So I can tell the world that I love you ([?])
Now I might not really know what love is, baby ([?])
'Cause my daddy died when I was two but, sh*t ([?])
I think I do ([?])
Now earlier tonight, I did some really, really bad things ([?])
But I think it was all worth it ([?])
Because, if I didn't do it then, I wouldn't be here with you ([?])
n*gga, she not f*cking with you, n*gga
Go grab you one of these b*tches on the dance floor
And, let's get it crackin', on the dead homies (Ah)
Aye, n*gga, give me my motherf*ckin' bottle back rеal quick
And, let me get that mothеrf*cka', haha
Yeah, haha
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

[Intro]
My feet never stop workin'
These birds never stop chirpin'
The birds are chripin'
The birds are chirpin' (Ah, look)
[Verse 1]
The homie said, "Pull up in thirty minutes
Let's link up
Got a bottle so we finna go f*ck on Felicia
Sharonda finna throw a house party in the section
Bad b*tches everywhere, homie, make your selection"
I see b*tches everywhere
Game cold, I can make a b*tch stop and stare
I'm that n*gga
I see you thinking about starting something, n*gga
Don't you dare 'cause, that dog, he barks
He bites, he scratch, he breaks
He'll put that fear inside your heart soon as you touch that gate (Ooh)
The b*tches wanna know (Ooh)
The junkies wanna taste (Ooh)
I heard you was a b*tch
I never been, I can't relate

[Chorus]
(Ah) I've been smokin'
Faded but I'm focused
n*ggas [?] and they loc'n
[?] funky
Yes, this is potent, but I
I've been smokin'
Faded but, I'm focused
n*ggas [?] and they loc'n
[?] funky
Yes, this is potent, but I
(Look-look, uh)
[Verse 2]
It's hard to concentrate
'Cause, we really fresh off a mission (Uh huh)
I tried to pray today
But, I think we're far from forgiveness (On mamas)
Party full of off-brands
No talk, all hands
On a n*gga if he trippin'
Cause we trippin' off Xans
Okay, speaker almost f*cked up my high
n*gga stepped on my shoe
Almost f*cked up my vibe
She gon' back that ass up
I'ma touch on her thigh
She gon' turn that ass 'round
I'ma look in her eye (Ooh)
I just might take your soul (Your soul)
Hop on and take control (Hop on it)
This di*k is made of gold (Of gold)
Real mack sh*t, I might scroll
This my sh*t, this sh*t bop
Jiggin' hard and my heart won't stop (Sweatin')
Somebody said some n*ggas pullin' up in they [?]
Hold up, one second, n*gga
This is my sh*t
[Part II]

[Intro]
Ayy, hold up, this sh*t, on the dead homies
n*gga, uhh
Hold up, hold up, hold up, n*gga
Haha, look

[Chorus: Trinity Jefferson & ICECOLDBISHOP]
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
[?] only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to give it to ya'
Here's a little advice for you;
Don't mess with my gang
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
[?] only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to give it to ya'
Here's a little advice for you;
Don't mess with my gang
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
[?] only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'-

[Reversed audio]

[Outro]
Oh my god, b*tch
Did you hear what happened at Sharonda house party last night?
Okay, so, boom
We was in that motherf*cker going up, per usual
And I was looking good as f*ck, per usual
Now, I already knew some bullsh*t was gonna happen
'Cause there was way too many different hoods in one place for sh*t not to pop off
But, I really think it all started 'cause Dae Dae got shot the other day
Everybody knew the n*ggas that shot Dae Dae was gonna be at Sharonda party 'cause they posted it on Instagram
n*ggas, per usual
And then they pulled up shot Sharonda momma house the f*ck up
And then left
Oh my god, n*ggas f*cked up my favorite song
And my outfit is f*cked up
Last night was something else