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That Kel-Tec kick, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh (ok, ok, ok, ok)
Yeah, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh (ok, ok, ok, ok)
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
New Kel-Tec, bitch, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh
Disrespect then I'm gon' take your breath, uh, uh, uh
In the trap, whip crack and crystal meth, uh, uh, uh
In a sec', intercept, cut your stom', case you say shit

I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick
On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it
I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick
On my gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it, uh

And her pussy wet, huh, just like a slip n' slide
She gon' let me fuck, huh, yeah, I get inside
Chopper heat seeker, run, but you can't hide
Police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride, ayy
Codeine with the Percs, take too many, feel like I'ma die, ayy
I can't go out like that, ain't tryna make my mama cry, ayy
Chopper with a thirty in that, I pull up on him, leave him traumatized, ayy
I can change anything, got them Obama eyes, ayy
Bitch I be sicker than syphilis
Fuck nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of 'em, uh
My eyes go blacker than licorice
I hit a lick and I ended up killin' 'em, uh
She tell me I taste just like a lollipop
She can't stop lickin' me, uh
Bitch I'm the GOAT, bitch, you suck
You wanna fight? Bitch, what's up?
Um, every day I'm on go mode with a four-oh up in my pants
Slump off of the Percs and the codeine, no more can I ever do Xans
Um, I take drugs when I'm copin', uh
Mama told me it turned to a dope fiend, uh
Niggas in jail droppin' the soap like what?
I heard that that was your homie, yeah

I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick
On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it
I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick
On my gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it, uh

Haha, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, okay, okay okay okay
Huh, yeah, huh
Fuck all these other goofy ass niggas, man
Fuck all these fuck niggas
Ain't trippin' off no regular old bitch
Uh-uh, No Limit Gang, huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Double that, yeah, huh, triple that, yeah, huh
Yeah, quadruple that, huh, yeah, huh, yeah
One more, that's five times platinum, huh, yeah

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Writer(s): Daveon Jackson, Jarad Higgins, Ronald Latour