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I’m in the suite with two freaks, and it’s only one me

I only smoke runts now, ain’t no more OG

You play with just one, we gon’ come and blow three

And we get the job done every time we go peep

I honestly don’t have no time to compete

We gon’ hunt ten ten? every time it’s complete

All that punching shit fine, but we want you to bleed

We gon’ pull and tweak, before we sit down and tweet

Ain’t nun’ on their plate, so they looking for beef

All my niggas that axe you we sucking our teeth?

You ain’t talking bout cake, then the we gon’ meet

Is the day Blueface start rapping on beats

When we pop out and spray you, we won’t aim at your feet

Make away with that Drac, we deserving a piece

Making plays in the trap, everyday we don’t leave

Hit the plug and buy weight, from my money off streams

You gotta BES man just to kick it, and I’m from the trenches

Where that shit feel ?

So I’m independent, and I keep extensions

I do what I want I don’t need no permission

I walk like I’m gifted, I’m living way different

That nigga that dissing, that broke shit is sick and

I’m sipping on Wock like I got a prescription

The doc say I might die from my addiction

Got so many bitches, I should’ve been timmy

These niggas be grip, cause I ain’t never snippin’

I won’t never fall, so I don’t do no trippin’

My neck on defrost, so a young nigga drippin’

She got her mouth on a side of real tif?

I got bout an ounce of some shit, you can sniff it

When I talk about weight, bitch we ain’t tryna lift it

I only want fake fade?, then I’m calling your Lyft

I fly state to state, and I trap outta here

Better stay in your place, and get shot in your lip

Any nigga that run up and reach for my drip

Because they won’t be able to identify him

Been the king of a town, they solidify him

All the niggas got a sound, but them niggas not him

Yo we ball what we shoot at, op niggas not rim

Watch out by your ace, all the way to your crib

I’m in the suite with two freaks, and it’s only one me

I only smoke runts now, ain’t no more OG

You play with just one, we gon’ come and blow three

And we get the job done every time we go peep

I honestly don’t have no time to compete

We gon’ hunt ten ten? every time it’s complete

All that punching shit fine, but we want you to bleed

We gon’ pull and tweak, before we sit down and tweet

Ain’t nun’ on their plate, so they looking for beef

All my niggas that axe you we sucking our teeth?

You ain’t talking bout cake, then the we gon’ meet

Is the day Blueface start rapping on beats

When we pop out and spray you, we won’t aim at your feet

Make away with that Drac, we deserving a piece

Making plays in the trap, everyday we don’t leave

Hit the plug and buy weight, from my money off streams

I’m in the suite with two freaks, and they booted, that 30 on me

Told them hoes, I got two twos

You keep a strap but ain’t never gon’ shoot it

Got robbed with a strap on you, nigga you do it

Grew around trappers, and we wann’t having that who had the bag, so I was influenced

I learned how to sell crack, ‘for a nigga knew math

I knew how to count money before I could read

2nd grade used walk to school rolling up weed

I been bloody since eight, shout out to my OG

Can’t forget bout the gate, and my ape niggas aiming at fade they gon’ make sure that cannot not breathe

(?) me we ain’t coppin’ no plea, we gon’ load up, pull up, squeeze

Choppa fold up, gold on bling

The fuck nigga hate a bank roll in my jeans

Fuck nigga hate, but they hoe on my team

I made my own plate, if you know what I mean

In a race for that cake, and you ain’t on my speed

Finna drive outta state for a play, on some needs

Want wraith want a mansion on side of the beach

Bett’ not sign on no nigga, who signing to me

Watch out I got game (?) slimin’ for me

Soon as they find you, them niggas gon’ hide you for me

Came from the bottom, now my pockets larger

It’s too many hustlers to be out here starvin

I keep one up top for them niggas that’s robbin’

Make him put it up, swear to god (?) hoe poison

But more importantly

I’m in the suite with two freaks, and it’s only one me

I only smoke runts now, ain’t no more OG

You play with just one, we gon’ come and blow three

And we get the job done every time we go peep

I honestly don’t have no time to compete

We gon’ (hunt ten ten?) every time it’s complete

All that punching shit fine, but we want you to bleed

We gon’ pull and tweak, before we sit down and tweet

Ain’t nun’ on their plate, so they looking for beef

All my niggas that axe you we sucking our teeth?

You ain’t talking bout cake, then the we gon’ meet

Is the day Blueface start rapping on beats

When we pop out and spray you, we won’t aim at your feet

Make away with that Drac, we deserving a piece

Making plays in the trap, everyday we don’t leave

Hit the plug and buy weight, from my money off streams