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Wait
Red boot boy talkin' if you speaking, could you please shut the fuck up
Got a goth bitch and she pushin' on my gun
Mothafuckas always talking but they taking like its a ton
Ayy, AR-15, and I came in with a stop
If you really talking I really kill ya mothafucka now on god
Gosh, I'ma make a fuckin' body drop
Then lock with a opp, and I'm pulling in the spot
Bad bitch when trying to give me everything she got
If you runnin' up on me loaded bodies drop it like its hot

Switchblade and then I'ma finna send ya to the crib
Gotta me dance, with a wrist with a bad bitch in the whip
I'm fully automatic and I came in with a grip
Bad bitch in the crib and I got my hands up on my hips
Got my head up on my stomach cause I'm really for the sick
I be double D, dancin' cause I'm really fuckin' rich
On a body out in public cause he actin' like a bitch
I'd be outta with a feeling, bitch you know I about stick

Left to the beat with a trigger, I'm pressing it
Glock with a beam and a trigger and I'm pressing it
Loaded to the grave and see a mothafucka pushin' it
All my friends are dick, gotta pockets full of presidents
Money is demoted if he didn't keep on pressin' this
Talk about a man, mothafucka put your hands up
Shoot him in his man's if they really want to stand up
(Wait) Tellin' in the stands and I about to put the fans up

Wait
Red boot boy talkin' if you speaking, could you please shut the fuck up
Got a goth bitch and she pushin' on my gun
Mothafuckas always talking but they taking like its a ton
Ayy, AR-15, and I came in with a stop
If you really talking I really kill ya mothafucka now on god
Gosh, I'ma make a fuckin' body drop
Then lock with a opp, and I'm pulling in the spot
Bad bitch when trying to give me everything she got
If you runnin' up on me loaded bodies drop it like its hot



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Writer(s): Aaron Brandford, William Roed
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