GLHF

[Verse]
I'm gonna run it up, diamonds on deck
Wrist is so clean had to ice the Patek
Ridin' around in a range, not a Jag
I been up for days tryna chase me a bag
Get a quarter ounce, flip it for check
Duck it and run, you just talk out ya neck
Pull up and bust out some shots at ya set
Talkin' real tough, better walk with a vest
Take that bitch back and I beat it, my wrist is so cold that I'm catchin' a fever
The thotties all on me, I feel like I'm Bieber, your man broke as hell, yea I know he a tweaker
Bitch gonna spread her legs wide like receiver, killed it again just like I am a reaper
Gucci my fit, vans on my sneakers, don't do no cuffin', no bitch is a keeper
Kujo be fly like an eagle, I get them bands and I stretch em like Regal
Don't trust nobody I keep me a deagle, bitch I'm Lil Kujo, a dog, not a beagle
Sippin' a 40 and countin' them racks, I'm smokin' that pack cause I need to relax
I'll fuck on ya bitch and I'll pass her to Lax, that shit is fye, run that shit back
Fly to Atlanta to fuck on some twins, Kujo up next and he did it again
Whippin' on Whitney and skrrt in a Benz, mindin' my business and countin these deads
Sleepy Hollow how she givin' me head, these bitches follow cause I got a new Benz
I fuck it up, got my windows in tint, lil bitch I am a vet
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