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Niggas is stupid
Niggas just really be having me thinking like
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He stuck
He dumb
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He tough
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Big gun
Oh yea
All talk
No action
He capping
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He bapping
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Oh yea
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Oh yea
Gang in
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He said I'm not getting the duffle
Like bro
Open the truck let me break him up like puzzles
I got some dogs in the muzzle they bite have your ass bleeding and tight
No lie
Have your ass scared make you stop coming outside
We have bullets that fly
Goodnight
Bye bye
I can make a snake turn to a grave
I'm like tada
Haha
He dead he gone
Smoking on him while I'm drinking patron
Along to the chest
Facing my ops like shit is a game
Wild West
This shit we packing is A Grade
We passing tests
We never lacking any day
We wear a vest
Every dollar that I spent is my investment
We killing this shit we killing the game
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He stuck
He dumb
Like what
He tough
No no no no
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What
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Big gun
Oh yea
All talk
No action
He capping
Like what
He bapping
He stupid
He stupid
He stupid
Oh yea
Oh yea
He stupid
Oh yea
Gang in
Ev Gzz does whatever he want to
Woke up with a bag and just flex
Couple bands I can get what I want to
Stack it up pockets look like a check
Silly boy you can run if you want to
Couple shooter set out for your head
Get the money forever the go to
Let the broke niggas deal with the stress
Ev Gzz goes wherever he wants too
Give a fuck about your block or your set
Do a hit on your car it's a rental
Put the haul on your block it's a mess
Put your bitch on the side like a pistol
Put the glock right under her breast
Ride around got the glock in the back
Got some Milli I'm tryna protect
Spend a couple racks on a new chain
Had to go get the matching patek
Had to stick to myself on my own now
Cut the hoodie right over the vest
Smoking weed I ain't passing a test
Stupid nigga he trying to just test
If he run up get gun down
Three shots to his chest
Like what
Like what
He stuck
He dumb
Like what
He tough
No no no no
Like what
What
He dumb
Like what
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Like what
Big gun
Oh yea
All talk
No action
He cappin
Like what
He bappin
He stupid
He stupid
He stupid
Oh yea
Oh yea
He stupid
Oh yea
Gang in
Niggas is stupid
Niggas just really be having me thinking like
Like what
Like what
He stuck
He dumb
Like what
He tough
No no no no
Like what
What
He dumb
Like what
Like what
Like what
Like what
Like what
Big gun
Oh yea
All talk
No action
He capping
Like what
He bapping
He stupid
He stupid
He stupid
Oh yea
Oh yea
He stupid
Oh yea
Gang in
Like what
He said I'm not getting the duffle
Like bro
Open the truck let me break him up like puzzles
I got some dogs in the muzzle they bite have your ass bleeding and tight
No lie
Have your ass scared make you stop coming outside
We have bullets that fly
Goodnight
Bye bye
I can make a snake turn to a grave
I'm like tada
Haha
He dead he gone
Smoking on him while I'm drinking patron
Along to the chest
Facing my ops like shit is a game
Wild West
This shit we packing is A Grade
We passing tests
We never lacking any day
We wear a vest
Every dollar that I spent is my investment
We killing this shit we killing the game
Like what
Like what
He stuck
He dumb
Like what
He tough
No no no no
Like what
What
He dumb
Like what
Like what
Like what
Like what
Like what
Big gun
Oh yea
All talk
No action
He capping
Like what
He bapping
He stupid
He stupid
He stupid
Oh yea
Oh yea
He stupid
Oh yea
Gang in
Ev Gzz does whatever he want to
Woke up with a bag and just flex
Couple bands I can get what I want to
Stack it up pockets look like a check
Silly boy you can run if you want to
Couple shooter set out for your head
Get the money forever the go to
Let the broke niggas deal with the stress
Ev Gzz goes wherever he wants too
Give a fuck about your block or your set
Do a hit on your car it's a rental
Put the haul on your block it's a mess
Put your bitch on the side like a pistol
Put the glock right under her breast
Ride around got the glock in the back
Got some Milli I'm tryna protect
Spend a couple racks on a new chain
Had to go get the matching patek
Had to stick to myself on my own now
Cut the hoodie right over the vest
Smoking weed I ain't passing a test
Stupid nigga he trying to just test
If he run up get gun down
Three shots to his chest
Like what
Like what
He stuck
He dumb
Like what
He tough
No no no no
Like what
What
He dumb
Like what
Like what
Like what
Like what
Like what
Big gun
Oh yea
All talk
No action
He cappin
Like what
He bappin
He stupid
He stupid
He stupid
Oh yea
Oh yea
He stupid
Oh yea
Gang in
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Writer(s): Michael Aiken
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