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Uh, it's X. Ayy, Dicky comin' from the V. I got bitches on me and I got a Chopper in the Jeep. If he really want it, Why he never pullin' up on me? It's just 'cause I'm up, this trap house rugged, Shut these motherfuckers down. I'ma do him like a jack, lamb, and carve It through your head. Do him like a fuckin' Mannequin, I'm breakin' off his legs. If I'm chillin' with your shorty, get it crackin' Like an egg. All that talkin' on the 'net, Don't give a fuck what you said. Get it spinnin' like a turntable. Bitches always talkin' what I'm droppin', need a Burn label. Nigga in my ride, up on my Head 'cause I am unstable. I'ma put the fire to his head if he Is unable. Pressure under pressure, cannot handle It, I'm not stable. Take him to the kitchen, Slit right through the fuckin' table. I'm just fuckin' blunt in this Glock on the Floor. People with that talkin', I'ma send you to The motherfuckin' Lord. Mission abort. Shawty wanna ride to the sun like The Porsche. You don't get no money, lil' bitch, You a whore. We can get connected like the Plug and the port. I was gettin' money while you little niggas Shoppin'. Talkin' 'bout the money, y'all, you niggas Always copycat. I'm flippin' on the block with a Gun, yeah, you sufferin'. Hold up, bitch. Hit the mic checker, tell 'em to turn up. I be on the block and I'm makin' it Burn up. These diamonds on my wrist, it hittin' Like it's a turn' up. I'ma hit it from The back, he said I'm fuckin' him perma. This a Pakistan rap, invite him in, it's a Murder. Hit punch the bass, I'm a beast with The brakes. Beat on my head with the bass And the noise. I'm in the yard tryna beef With the boys. With a Glock on my side And I look to destroy. Call me Mr. Arms Dealer, I'm a weapons supplier. I'm slidin' on your block, I know it's time For the torture. If I pull up to your House, then I will extort you. If I'm in your city, then it is straight Torture. Bitch, better sit right.