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[Verse 1: TG]
Tell me where they at
Boutta kill a lil bitch rapper and then flex a stack
Got the blade fuck a strap
Showing him my face i don't need a fuckin mask
Why all you bitches be talkin aye
Put a hole in a head like he a dolphin aye
Matter fact imma leave em in a coffin aye
Thinking all crazy guess my mind is off it aye

[Verse 2: TG]
Pull up send the @
I'm boutta kill a fuckin rat
His bitch is on my lap
He mad because i killed a track
I shut em down without a switch
I just fucked a lil hoe turned out to be his bitch
You think you be relevant but no one give a shit
Bout any of your music or that you even exist
He getting all mad that i made it
I'm better than you and you should just face it
He mad bout my placements
I dropped a track then killed his career i erased him
Yo come up was fake
You can't even rap but then you are questioning hate
Yo girl ate my dick shit wasn't on a plate
Bullet too ur dome and steal ur whip like gta

[Verse 3: fewmet]

Aye, you don’t even know what the fuck I be on
Don’t want smoke like a bong
Yo girl singing my songs
And I’m clean bitch
I’m not nice yeah I’m mean bitch
People stealing lyrics they be feinding
But ima get revenge you could keep it
Fuck these other rappers just delete them
Hating on my but you’re beats are trash
No one wants that, Fax
But you still wanna hate on hit it from the back
I’m HQ Like a FLAC
TG got my back
Aye, aye, aye