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[Intro]
Heartclinic season, bitch
Ha, ha, ha, ha!

[Chorus]
Pull up with a Glock, yeah, we gon' air it out
You fuck with the dots, so don't run your fuckin' mouth
Put the money in the bag, we gon' run up in his house
He thinkin' that he hard, so that bullet make a sound
And they can scream out loud
Count my money, I don't need it now
And they hate me 'cause I'm evil, ha, ha
And I go, we fuckin' blow inside his house

[Verse]
Posted up with Dolly, you get hurt like a bitch
Sorry, I'm not sorry, you get jugged out of yo' shit
She said that she like me, but I do not like that bih
Don't fuck with Heartclinic, yeah, don't know what it is
And you pleading up on Twitter, we don't care that you exist
All you ever do is talk about me, get a fuckin' grip
And you mad because you fell off
You're obsessin' with a kid, ay
Pull up with the sticks, ay
Glock, hollow tips, ay

[Chorus]
Pull up with a Glock, yeah, we gon' air it out
You fuck with the dots, so don't run your fuckin' mouth
Put the money in the bag, we gon' run up in his house
He thinkin' that he hard, so that bullet make a sound
And they can scream out loud
Count my money, I don't need it now
And they hate me 'cause I'm evil, ha, ha
And I go, we fuckin' blow inside his house

[Outro]
Yeah, go, go, go, yeah, go, go, go, go, go, go, aye, go, yeah, go