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Dealin with the dealers mane This be that UAV gang, comin for that top spot Listen how this shit gon bang Burnin up yuh fucken city, with that fucken fire Showing up into that place and wearin all my Black attire Take a look at my mission, with no provision Notice that am different, chantin 666 Hold yo breathin, call out mothafuckas mane UAV gang ain't the same, while these pussy bois be playin Hold'en up the nine and aim Pull up with the 86, i'm scheming round yo fuckin block Got the Glock tucked with my brother he bustin yo chops Thinking that u real bitch but u really not Got the dot at yo knot, pull it back and watch'em drop Down the fuckin grave, fuck what you say mane Damn, you outcha mind, that ain't my pay grade Bitch, you show the sign That you a pussy motha fucka Always hatin while we slavin on our grind hoe Burning up they bodies they strapped down with their eyes sown Coming out the asylum, Unaverage gang with they mask on Silence from the hills, we burnin bills to this song Staple the mouths of all the bitches who have done us wrong You see me tucking knots Big G's on Me P's on me Fam only Team only Bro might have that thing on em Move like I got keys on me Savage ain't no leash on me Own it we don't lease homie Yea she like the sneaks on me Yea dare'em to Sneak on me I like how they sleep on me Ain't got time to sleep Ask Where I'm at on my feet homie Text me where ta meet I ain't never had no clean money blame it on the east I'm to focused on this bag baby blame it on the weed Baby got ass or it might just be the jeans While you bout to crash Mixing xans with the lean I'm to busy pushing gas turning plugs into feens
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