[Intro]
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Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me?
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Everythin Im sayin in this motherfuckers all props (This shit is not real, skrrt)
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Just in case the police listenin, know what Im sayin? (High-speed music, haha)
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Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)
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[Chorus]
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Dont respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Im like, “Fuck it, you trippin, go get your gun” (Lets get it, get, gun)
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They droppin locations, Im gettin it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
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Fuck tweetin, we slidin, the feds are comin (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
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He fuckin his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Lets get it)
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Im hangin with killers, we breakin a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
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They really dont mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
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They really dont mean it, he play it in songs (Pussy, bitch, bitch)
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[Verse 1]
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We been slidin through they blocks and they dont know we have
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Buddy ass got shot and we aint claim it, but I can show his ass (Brrah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
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Niggas actin like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
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Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass (Pussy)
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I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Yeah, eater)
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Catch em at apartments they be in cause thats our only chance (Brrah)
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They dont be outside like you think they ass be on the ‘Gram (On gang)
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Old opps fuckin with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
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That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
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My brother DThang just got killed and I been slow since (Gang, gang, gang)
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But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
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And, on bro, Im speakin facts, this aint no diss (This aint no diss)
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Keep the police out my business, we dont post shit (We dont post shit)
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Trigger Happy, I be with Zoo ‘nem and we on 46 (‘Wop, ‘Wop)
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They like, “Durk, his ass a singer, he wont smoke shit” (Yeah, yeah)
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You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah, ha)
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[Chorus]
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Dont respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Im like, “Fuck it, you trippin, go get your gun” (Lets get it, get, gun)
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They droppin locations, Im gettin it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
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Fuck tweetin, we slidin, the feds are comin (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
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He fuckin his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Lets get it)
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Im hangin with killers, we breakin a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
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They really dont mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it, songs)
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They really dont mean it, he play it in songs (Pussy, bitch, bitch)
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[Verse 2]
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“You talkin bout me in “Pissed Me Off”?” And Im like, “Yes” (Yes)
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If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
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He say therapy aint helpin, he been killin for a cleanse (Slide)
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She said she aint really got shit, but she so thirsty for a Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
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I just made her suck my dick and I just nutted on her chin (Bitch)
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I been feelin like Rico, I just fucked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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For school, he save no pen, hed rather carry him a gen (Five)
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A ten (Ten), FN (‘N), Perc 10, Im sayin, he spin (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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You need a pill to slide, he off all them milligrams, he been a fan (Bitch)
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I seen niggas really killin shit, post shit on Instagram (Pussy)
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You doin that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
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I dont claim niggas who be with opps, I try to reel em in (Grrah)
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The trenches like a sport, you grab that ball and turn a killer, man (Pussy)
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Switches on me, all face shots, we changin dental plans (Brrah)
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All fast cars, make it skrrt, we dont do rental vans (Skrrt)
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I can have your homie set you up, his ass a middleman (Ah, ha)
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[Chorus]
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Dont respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Im like, “Fuck it, you trippin, go get your gun” (Lets get it, get, gun)
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They droppin locations, Im gettin it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
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Fuck tweetin, we slidin, the feds are comin (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
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He fuckin his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Lets get it)
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Im hangin with killers, we breakin a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
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They really dont mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
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They really dont mean it, he play it in songs (Pussy, bitch, bitch)
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[Outro]
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Ah, ha
