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(Late nights, me and bro DeeJayM0 he mixed it)
In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties
In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties
Shorty if you ridin' then, baby, here's the car keys
I be in the trap, I'm gettin' money in a heartbeat
Shorty on my mind, I got a baddie like Ashanti
Name brand, and I got my shooters all around me
Swear I got the trap jumpin', Jeff Hardy
Bitches goin' crazy, they dancin' like Cardi
Double cup sippin', my liver, I'm sayin', "Sorry"
In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties
I be in the trap sellin' fenty like RiRi
Real shit, shorty better listen like Siri
Mike Amiri, the life I live is so scary
Say my name, I pop out like bloody mary
Niggas in my city say I'm the same like Usher
'Cause I be in the cut with YC smokin' gusher
Damn, I got the baddest, they can't fuck her
And I keep it on me 'cause I can't be a number
And I'ma take my niggas to the top or to the finish line
Free my niggas, and R.I.P, I swear I miss my guys
Niggas freeze up, we ain't the same, bitch, I'm squeezin' mine
Two opps, fill 'em up, I'm on demon time
Pussy cut the talkin', go let your gun off
We caught that boy slippin', a hunnid shots just like Young Dolph
Loyal to the plug, lil' nigga, I'll never run off
Hunnid day trappin', had to lock the fun off
Shorty, if you ridin' then, baby, here's the car keys
I be in the trap, I'm gettin' money in a heartbeat
Shorty on my mind, I got a baddie like Ashanti
Name brand, and I got my shooters all around me
Swear I got the trap jumpin', Jeff Hardy
Bitches goin' crazy, they dancin' like Cardi
Double cup sippin', my liver, I'm sayin', "Sorry"
In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties
My nigga TwoTwo touch home, thankful it's a comeback
I promise if I get the drop, I get my youngins on that
Lil' nigga, I'ma kill your block, I want my bro' back
Niggas rep the block from a distance 'cause they can't go back
And I don't rate these bitches 'cause they're living off assumptions
Bankrolls abundant
Countin' hunnid K wit' broski, Spooky in the dungeon
Shorty always claim they send the snap and that's it's nothin'
Trust me, I ain't frontin'
Hop out, run him down until he drop out
Niggas stay in the streets, it's all games until they crop out
Told my lil' niggas, keep in better swap out
Feds on the block, I hated they brought S.W.A.T out
Shorty, if you ridin' then, baby, here's the car keys
I be in the trap, I'm gettin' money in a heartbeat
Shorty on my mind, I got a baddie like Ashanti
Name brand, and I got my shooters all around me
Swear I got the trap jumpin', Jeff Hardy
Bitches goin' crazy, they dancin' like Cardi
Double cup sippin', my liver, I'm sayin', "Sorry"
In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties

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