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[chorus: geo2times]
i ain’t with the hesitation
find out where he stay, get ’em today
we leave ’em on the payment
don’t die with no money, that’s a gofundme
whole lotta donations, gettin’ violated, no probation
put the dot on ’em like a dalmatian
this a warzone, i ain’t into gamin’ (this is real life)

[verse 1: geo2times]
cannot control my temper, but i don’t really give a f~ck about none of that sh~t
get the drop on yo’ ass, swiss cheese the whip
heard you hang with a rat, k!ll you and the snitch
catch you on a date, shoot you and your b~tch
don’t play with me
i’m not sendin’ 30 for nothin’, i think that’s just crazy deep
smokin’ a package, compress it, then bag it, dеfinition of trappin’
we gonna track ’em, we on his ass likе a pocket, catch ’em and empty the clip
who in that cut? that’s me in it
get put in the dirt like seeds and sh~t
no, i don’t want that b~tch, she be hittin’ me up, but i leave her on “seen” and sh~t
my shooter go crazy, he tuff
if he owe me bread, enough of the ransom ’til that n~gga pay up
don’t slip, f~ck around, get cut
ain’t no fingerprint on the bl!ck, smooth criminals use gloves
you cannot run when the switch get cl!cked, in the bl!ck of an eye, we send ’em above
cash only on in the whip, she tryna give me some head
i got her off the patrón, and she tryna give me some legs
when i’m in it, know i’m hittin’ g~spot, [?]
ladies love us, they know that we stars, n0body hotter than we are
put this strap to your chest like a seatbelt
i know some n~ggas is get back gang, we gon’ make ’em feel how we felt
leave ’em all in the dirt like a seash~ll
put this strap to your chest like a seatbelt
i know some n~ggas is get back gang, we gon’ make ’em feel how we felt
leave ’em all in the dirt like a seash~ll
[verse 2: set da trend]
put ’em up in the dirt, tryna do ’em like country
walk up, face shot, sh~t’ll get ugly
how you dissin’ me? don’t got no money
keep a strap on my hip, i can’t go out like dummy
too many deads, smoke ’em
all of these blues, they think that i’m loccin’
think i’m lackin’? i ain’t with the loafin’
off the muddy, movin’ slow~motion
backdoor season, i started this sh~t
when it come to the ‘hood, i’m the heart of this sh~t
let ’em run, see how far that he get
know the glock got a beam, i’m aimin’ for your limbs
guess what? that’s rah in my spliff
how many opps done died with they grip
ek got shot in his hip
i heard he got shot by a b~tch
and your sister got hit
and you still ain’t get back for her since
like, you ain’t slid up for that sh~t?
you ain’t tryna die for that sh~t?

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