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[Intro]
Drum Dummie
b*tch
Know it be flash out

[Verse 1]
I'm out my mind, he feel this iron, this lifter set him up
Gurilla blood, Gurilla said I love to wet sh*t up
I spend a band, do all the work, your people dress you up
He ain’t learn from all that di*k ridin', you don't get enough
Pay them b*tches, hit the inside, watch that lead burn
When a n*gga killed Lil Boo I watched the game turn
Some people hatin’, some be fakin', I wish Block was home
In that bottom well it can clutchin', we hear that, holmes
Ain't got no love for a b*tch, sh*t, I step on a ho
And I ain't trustin' no n*gga if he ain't my bro
I bleed the gang, forever bang, b*tch, I'm in Boo mode
I’ll change the gang with this lil’ slang but I won't throw it though

[Chorus]
sh*t, how you feelin’? What's your move? What you gon' do next?
I ain't sparin’ no n*gga, send 'em at his neck
sh*t, how you feelin'? What's your move? What you gon' do next?
I'ma pick a n*gga off if they keep talkin' sh*t
sh*t, how you feelin'? What's your move? What you gon' do next?
I ain't sparin' no n*gga, send 'em at his neck
sh*t, how you feelin'? What's your move? What you gon' do next?
I'ma pick a n*gga off if they keep talkin' sh*t