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I just bought a pint and a 'bow, that's ten bands

I just bought a gun so big that I gotta use two hands

Shoot that crib up, alright

Been had shot they crib up, make 'em move out, they just moved in

Talk to bae, what I should get her, one-liter or a pop can?

We ride back-to-back, so when we get catch the opps, they gettin' boxed in

You ain't got no taste in music if I ain't in your top ten

I got some niggas I don't talk or see that much, but we locked in

When I see dog, I'ma pop him

And when I see this white boy, fuck a gun, I'ma drop him

Me and my bitch argue, fight, and fuck all the time, we so toxic

All these rap niggas, they my sons, they adopted

I'm 'bout to put my foot on thе pedal, they'll get— ah

I'm 'bout to put my foot on thе pedal, they gettin' abolished

How the fuck I started all this shit but never get acknowledged?

I got some niggas lost they life and doin' life 'cause they ain't have no guidance

They thought he cashed on a Scat, but it got financed

Everything I put my hands on be in high demand

Spend the bitch, told her that I have a room at Cottage Inn

Bitch text my phone, askin', "How we stayin' at a pizza place?"

Text her back, said, "I ain't finna argue, I need peace and space"

My nigga got PTSD, he don't sleep the same

Cashed out at the 'Set, told 'em keep the change

I like my bitch natural, I get mad when she beat her face

I ain't sayin' that I'm fiendin', but I need some drank

If I can't get a pint or a twelve, I'll take an eight

Almost caught a nigga tryna get barbecue up at Famous Dave's

I gotta go and meet the plug, so I can't be late

.308 so loud, when it went off, they thought it was a hand grenade

Ain't worried 'bout it, nigga, but I keep it on me, I'm playin' it safe

Fuck a bank, I'd rather store racks in the safe

You a bitch-ass nigga, it's no surprise you'd rat on your case

It's time to get back on the road, but I'm catchin' a flight

If it's some money on the floor, I'll be there by tonight

Catch me at a club, I ain't drinkin' liquor, bring me a two-liter Sprite

Seen a pussy-ass nigga I don't like, he was scared for his life

The odds ain't in your favor, playin' with me, you rollin' the dice

If that nigga think he close to God, he gon' be meetin' Christ

Just drunk four fours back-to-back, I need another pint

(Just drunk four fours back-to-back, I need another pint)

I done smoked so many blunts today, I need another lighter

Flame was so big on the chop, thought the gun was on fire

Don't think you gettin' away in the car, we shootin' out your tire

[?][1:53] crash the whip, dependin' on the driver

Should I pour this Morton or this Tris? I'm still undecided

Better pay attention what I'm sayin', I need your undivided

They asked me if I had some drank, I cracked a smile 'cause I couldn't even hide it

My people called me with some more, already got some, I shouldn't even buy it

You only poured an ounce in your pop, got it lookin' lightskin

Pulled up by her crib, but I ain't even fuck 'cause she [?][2:09]

Made her take me to every sale then call my phone, 'cause I ain't feel like drivin'

My bitch caught me up, told her the truth 'cause I ain't feel like lyin'

White bitch blowin' up my phone, say she need some Vicodin

I had enough, but she wouldn't stop callin', so I gave her Niacin

My bitch was nice when I met her, but I made her violent

Pissed her off, got her textin' my phone and she won't stop typin'