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Them folks be fake,
and the friends be phony.
the bull shot himself in the head
cuz he lonely
And I got the Canik,
and I gotta keep it on me
Imma make them panic.
Imma shoot at Satan‘s Homies.
I’m a PMC.
I don’t do nothing for free.
every time you hit my line,
Imma hit you with that fine,
I got quarters I got dimes,
I got nickels,
Don’t want pennies,
every time I see your girl,
Imma tell her pull them pannies up.
I don’t wanna see that monkey.
Give me money
open up the safe, with the keys;
Stop acting funny
every time you see me wipe my nose,
it’s cuz it’s runny
And Imma hop around
they gon be like Ray’s a bunny
and I got lots of money,
but I got lots of debt that means I don’t got no money
and I don’t got no money,
cuz I got lots of debt that means I don’t got no money.
Make sure if you call or text,
Just make sure you phone me.
I can tell you got rabies,
cuz your mouth looking foamy
why you sittin by yourself
and why you lookin lonely?
“I don’t eat pork,
that means I don’t eat bologna”
you’re cybertruck is fast,
but it will slow up.
you better hope your Tesla battery just doesn’t blow up.
and if you try to make a new EV
car prices go up.
and if they track n trace on GPS
your EV shows up!
I want a vector and a galil.
Imma call up Hector and my big bro Jahlil
and Ima call up Quan,
He got the scope,
and he’s trained to kill
everybody behind me said
“nope”
but I bet I will.
People Started cuttin coupons-
tryna save a bill
Everybody say they won’t cop pleas,
but they makin deals
Everybody say they’re not a thief,
but they like to steal
And everybody said they got the craft,
but they lackin skills!!!!