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[Intro: Blade Man]
(LavishThatsTooHot, LavishThatsTooHot)
Tsh, Blade Man, n*gga, ayy

[Verse 1: Blade Man]
Police just took the striker, it was drank in there
Bro just found ten more trap spot, he finna station there
I had to hop out my feelings, ain't no pape' in there
Balenciagas cost me twelve hundred and these the basic pair
I ain't never need no b*tch 'cause I'm the pape' getter
I'ma tell a n*gga how it is, I ain't gon' fake with him
If you don't pour at least a four, you ain't no drank sipper
It's a reason I always pop these RPs 'cause it's some pain in me

[Verse 2: 3200 Tre]
Huh, it's real 'za inside the 'Wood, I'm smokin' paint thinnеr (Come on)
Every bullet in thе clip a blue tip, I'm tryna paint with him
Hmm, trappin' ain't dead yet, put some faith in it
Like f*ck a b*tch, I'm tryna buy five hundred zips and put my face in 'em
Hmm, I hit it once, he overdosed, I need to hit it more
I'm finna hit him with a pack, if he come back, I'm finna give him more
Hmm, I paid her once and she ain't speak, I need to trick some more
Hmm, I can't whip an Aventador, I be done bent the door
Huh, they 'bout to free my n*gga Ri, they know the world weight
That algorithm saved my life, n*ggas barely made it
Hmm, how you sittin' on the dope? What, you scared of patience?
Huh, I got rewarded off of risk, I wasn't scared to take it
[Verse 3: Blade Man]
Hold the Drac' with both hands, got it shootin' steady
Cheated on my b*tch, now she wishin' that she never met me
n*ggas said I ain't on sh*t, so I told 'em, "Test me"
My plug just hit me with a package and I had to catch it
n*ggas mad I'm havin' and they not, got these n*ggas stressin'
Bro be f*ckin' with the work, he be tryna stretch it
ARP got different minds, had to switch the settings
I'm quick to let a b*tch go, I ain't finna fetch her
These n*ggas can't get no pape', these n*ggas horrible
Stop askin' me if you can get the sauce, it's not affordable
This lil' b*tch f*ck everybody, where your morals go?
Remember I was tryna catch a play at the corner store

[Verse 4: 3200 Tre]
Hmm, I just walked up and talked some sh*t, this my morning flow
You set the play and got him killed, what you mourning for?
Huh, this rap sh*t changed my life, you'd think this boring, though
These M-box 30s not no pink 10s, they worth more than gold
Huh, I just got his 'low today, I'm finna sweep the street
Hmm, is you on that or you not? It ain't no in-between
Hmm, he ain't wanna pick a side, he got hit in-between
Just put your head down and work, you gon' get into leave