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[Intro]
(THATS HIM)
Wha?, Damn

[Chorus]
Real nigga, I ain’t fakin’
I’m in that kitchen, like I’m baking
All these clips can get your picture taken
(What?)
Hop up out the car we can't mistake em
I was AR-15 when I fell in love
All these guns came in TAZ and they came in [?]
Run down, we taking that shit, talk crazy we taking that blick
Throw out that '9 I got on rick
Talkin on [?] don't got a stick

[Verse]
Baby Glock, flip a baby stroller
I got X in this box, not no damn controller
Throw that rock in the air like a curry floater
Dog gon bark at a OPP like a damn intruder
Why the fuck these niggas act hard?
Talk crazy pull his rap card
Man the opps know who we are
Slide with Glocks and slide with scars
Man y'all guns not up to par
Man y'all Glocks jam 1on1
Can't beef with em he my son
That boy block jam and he done (He Done)

[Chorus]
Real nigga, I ain’t fakin’
I’m in that kitchen, like I’m baking
All these clips can get your picture taken
(What?)
Hop up out the car we can't mistake em
I was AR-15 when I fell in love
All these guns came in TAZ and they came in [?]
Run down, we taking that shit, talk crazy we taking that blick
Throw out that '9 I got on rick
Talkin on [?] don't got a stick