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My n*gga Deltah in them pots

Yeah, shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Automatic clips, gotta lotta it

Whole lotta gang sh*t

Whole lotta gang sh*t

And the block got so hot, I can't keep a Glock no more

All my n*ggas with the sh*ts, we can't sell no rock no more

All my n*ggas on the strip, we can't take out locks no more

All these diamonds on my wrist, I can't tell the time no more

Ayy, It's me and Prod, we pull up with them clips, you know we pourin' fours

She wanna fvck me in my whip, she see them suicide doors

I see a opp, I catch a opp, If you don't know just check the score

Shorty wan' me spend my racks but I just wanna make some more

She say she loved but I told myself that I don't love no more

Just hit it, play with her and win the game like I'm playin' be sports

He say he shootin' but I say I'm shootin' like I'm on the court

I need a baddie that's gon' pull up on me in some Gucci shorts

Ayy, I been gettin' bands, I'm like "So what?"

She wan' Lil Tecca, so I'm feelin' like I'm Sosa

She wanna flex all on my body like it's yoga

My life is going up so fast like rollercoaster

Yeah, shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Automatic clips, gotta lotta it

Whole lotta gang sh*t

Whole lotta gang sh*t

And the block got so hot, I can't keep a Glock no more

All my n*ggas with the sh*ts, we can't sell no rock no more

All my n*ggas on the strip, we can't take out locks no more

All these diamonds on my wrist, I can't tell th

My n*gga Deltah in them pots

Yeah, shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Automatic clips, gotta lotta it

Whole lotta gang sh*t

Whole lotta gang sh*t

And the block got so hot, I can't keep a Glock no more

All my n*ggas with the sh*ts, we can't sell no rock no more

All my n*ggas on the strip, we can't take out locks no more

All these diamonds on my wrist, I can't tell the time no more

Ayy, It's me and Prod, we pull up with them clips, you know we pourin' fours

She wanna fvck me in my whip, she see them suicide doors

I see a opp, I catch a opp, If you don't know just check the score

Shorty wan' me spend my racks but I just wanna make some more

She say she loved but I told myself that I don't love no more

Just hit it, play with her and win the game like I'm playin' be sports

He say he shootin' but I say I'm shootin' like I'm on the court

I need a baddie that's gon' pull up on me in some Gucci shorts

Ayy, I been gettin' bands, I'm like "So what?"

She wan' Lil Tecca, so I'm feelin' like I'm Sosa

She wanna flex all on my body like it's yoga

My life is going up so fast like rollercoaster

Yeah, shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Yeah, we shootin' sh*t

Automatic clips, gotta lotta it

Whole lotta gang sh*t

Whole lotta gang sh*t

And the block got so hot, I can't keep a Glock no more

All my n*ggas with the sh*ts, we can't sell no rock no more

All my n*ggas on the strip, we can't take out locks no more

All these diamonds on my wrist, I can't tell th

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