Politicking

(Yo what's good, your rocking with the best JiggyBxndzz)
(Gang-gang-gang) (Gang-gang-gang)
(Suck my dick) (Grrah)
(Grrah-grrah)
(Grrah, BOE my niggas on prime time)
(Do you wanna know (Gang, grrah)
(BOE my niggas on prime time) why I use a knife)
(Guns are too (Gang) quick, you can't savor all the little emotions)
(You see in there (Grrah, grrt) there last moments)
Gang-gang-gang (people really show you who they are)
(Like what) Grrah-grrah

(Gang-gang-gang) Brodie gonna up it send him to the sky
Nigga talkin' and shit make his mama cry
Beat him with the grip, smoke (Grrah) him til' he high
All the dissing and shit, is you ready to die (Bitch)

Grrah, I ain't into no politicking
If it's one in the head, my niggas knock off his fitted
Like, Ima flock the smithin
Put the beat on his chest make him think it's the grabba kicking
(Make him think it's the grabba kicking)

Fuck how you feeling, My niggas clicking
Put the beam on his bitch since (Gang-gang-gang) she fucking with him
Don't run don't trip, but this nigga tripping
Fuck the other side (Grrah-grrah-grrah) and whoever with them

We gon' spin again make sure niggas finished
Me and gang up that my (Rrah-rrah) niggas winning
Opp thot tryna line, I ain't down with linking
Tryna run up (Like) on me what the fuck (Stupid) he thinking

Tell em' come outside
Think he bigger than me he lied
Aiming for his head knock off his treetop
(Knock off his treetop, like)
Nigga talking and shit pussy nigga speak up (Gang-gang)

Like, JB Ima hop out the V get to flocking
We gon pop him (Gon pop him)
His body dropping
BOE my niggas on prime time (Prime time)
If you talking on bro get ready to fly high (Fly high)

(Like what, gang-gang-gang) (Grrah)
(Like) (You just met me you ain't know me pussy)
(Suck my dick)
(Grrah)



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