BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- [Intro]
- This song if for rimel
- Oh my f*cking god
- I ain't gon' waste no time on this b*tch
- [Chorus]
- Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off
- Shoot your gun at me and, b*tch, I bet we have a stand off
- Screaming "f*ck the judge" until them b*tches let my mans out
- Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out
- Brought my n*ggas in the club and they gon' thug with me
- I just snuck my .40 in this b*tch and I'ma thug with it
- Let a n*gga sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it
- Everybody with me full of drugs don't give a f*ck with it
- In this b*tch with Subbo n*gga bring the line out
- Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now
- b*tches talking sh*t like we ain't with it we gon' ride down
- Slide with them cutters it's a must you b*tches die now
- [Verse]
- b*tch, you must ain't hear my n*ggas, we go back to back
- My brother never worried 'bout that, my n*gga, we gon' handle that
- Runnin' from the system with that Glock up in my Gucci sack
- Play and we gon' send them b*tches right where Nene Lulu at
- To heaven since he claim that he steppin', that be that murder talk
- Rep it like he killin', pus*y b*tch, I never heard of y'all
- Fifty thousand dirt, all of y'all
- On the plane when the police call
- And I won't say a thing, go 'gainst the grain, we gon' burn all of y'all (let's go)
- b*tch, I got a hundred rounds who claim they want it with me, yeah
- I'm with some youngins out the north, they gon' go under with me, yeah
- I'm on my top I’m with the sh*t, I put that burner on 'em, yeah
- Shoot him in his sh*t just like the last gorilla, n*gga, yeah
- Throwin' slangs, well b*tch I caught what you said
- Right there in Dixie, catch you slippin' send them shots where you at
- I know they hating that I'm up so they can't wait til' I'm dead
- Well b*tch come get the job done you know we living like that
- Got 50 shots up in the Glock
- This b*tch here come out Atlanta
- I let Montana drive the car I with my son in the Phantom
- Them n*ggas play I'ma clap 'em
- I drop that bag, back to back 'em
- That other boy was talking sh*t well n*gga look what done happened
- [Chorus]
- Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off
- Shoot your gun at me and, b*tch, I bet we have a stand off
- Screaming "f*ck the judge" until them b*tches let my mans out
- Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out
- Brought my n*ggas in the club and they gon' thug with me
- I just snuck my .40 in this b*tch and I'ma thug with it
- Let a n*gga sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it
- Everybody with me full of drugs don't give a f*ck with it
- In this b*tch with Subbo n*gga bring the line out
- Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now
- b*tches talking sh*t like we ain't with it we gon' ride now
- Slide with them cutters it's a must you b*tches die now
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