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Yeah, I'm back in this bitch like ayy. Yeah, I'm back in this bitch Feto Baby. I was coolin' for a minute but I'm back Now. From the C to the P to the Tag Town. Big bully bitch, I ain't never known To back down. Seven-six-two'll blow dumb bitch back Down. I know you are going to die. I know you are going to Die. If-if-if it's dead, leave it dead, I ain't pickin' it up. I got a hundred Round drum in the back of the truck. I was tired of her bitchin', now she packin' It up. I made her fork over the lo' With the mags in the trunk, ooh. I know you are going to die. You gon' die. I know you are going to Die. He finna die if I catch him in Them Twitter threads. I got fifty reasons why I'm Told many men. I told God to forgive me, I'ma sin again. And I'm sorry if I ever Need to spin again. Uh, if I ain't got It on me, then the clique got it. A gun for a street nigga is like a Wallet. Hack the Model X, turn it to a Work truck. Scramble the location, we 'bout to murk Somethin'. Yeah, I got street technology. Let it spray, walk the streets in biology. You know my philosophy. Finish 'em off, they shoulda never started me. You know how we do, turn 'em into wagyu. Want the shoes, want the belt, and the bag Too. Bought my bitch some new tits and a Ass too. Want the supercharged Range and the Jag Too. Got a K, a.38, and a MAC Too. You know I'm down to catch fades and I'll blast too. Ain't no secret, they know that The rag blue. Once the clique on your ass, Then it's bad news. I know you are going To die. I know you are Going To Die