[Intro]

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[Verse 1: 83HADES]

I'm-I'm at Chic-Fil-A, I ain't eatin' no Popeyes

Say "you got a condom?", no bitch I got Socks5

I'm in this bitch running up with a Glock 9

You see the barrel of my gun when I drive by

I'm selling magic, you tripping like tie-dye

I'm-I'm walking in, you best clear the vicinity

I just bought a Glock, I'ma take its virginity

Bitch, you know I got guns hanging out yo infinity (bah)

I love watching them run, I got pretty bad tendencies (bah-bah)

Bi-bitch, we could spark in the lot

He thinking he safe, he get hit with the dot

He told me to pull up, I'm right at his spot

Your bro in the grave cause he talking that hot

I feel like a chef, bitch I'm cooking with rocks

Been swiping shit, I stay off the proxys

SSNDOB, I find anybody

Can't fuck with scrubs, they don't have any money

He switching sides, say he crip now he bloody

[Verse 2: Kamiyada+]

I'm in the jungle with sticks like I'm Rambo

Bitch is a shooter, hang sticks out the Lambo

Walk out your crib with the racks, bout a handful

You not a shooter, your name is Nathaniel

My stick SJW, you can get cancelled

Scavenger pro, I don't run out of Ammo

Bullets distress you, put holes in yo flannel

News on your story, we changing the channel

Wok in the bottle, it’s changing the Fanta

You ask for this shit, [?]

Me and Eighty gon pull up with scopes at your manor

No Lil Tecca, this Tec is a dancer

I got the K with a dot

I [?] while y’all like the neighborhood watch

My bitch look like Vivica Fox

She keep the .38 right in a cereal box

Make sure you feel this shit, no anesthetic

I [?], yeah my shooters athletic

If they try to revive you, we killing the medics

[To be finished]

[Verse 3: 83HADES]

I could- I could never love you, little shawty

You too far from perfect

I'm with different bitches, don't be spending

I still end up shirtless

Pulling out the yopper got him scared, I think it got him nervous

I do all these drugs to numb the pain cause I be feeling worthless

Someone get they mans and bring him right back to the fucking circus

Do not close your eyes cause all my killers steady fucking lurking

[?], I swear to God my music wearing turbans

How we going up, I swear to God we only scratched the surface

People jock my shit and then still pay me for my fucking verses

Please don’t tell me that I got him scared when I just asked to purchase

Everybody hating on my shit but they don’t go no purpose

Bitch, I got a Glock. 22 tucked up on my person

Bitch, you better watch what you do before you dead for certain

Bitch, I’ma pop me a few until my vision worsen

I ca-I can’t trust a soul cause everybody slither like a serpent

He was acting hard but when we found him, he was behind curtains

Walk into the function with my heat, lil bitch I got a furnace

Cut off all my strings just like a puppet, you could call him Kermit

Everything I’m rocking brand new, you look like you rock refurbished

Bullets flying at ya, they gon pierce his fucking epidermis