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(Let's stay friends)

Pop him like a oxy (DJ Sev)
No he can not stop me
If they want that smoke, Then they got the wrong person

I can't fuck, with no fuckin' opp
That's a fuckin lick
I might see him, Then he getting popped
Hit him in his dick (Okay, word)

I feel like I'm a computer mouse, all I do is click
I feel like everybody poor, and I'm getting rich
Iso gon, open the door, then he hit a flick
Hananananana, Always fuckin yapping, like a bitch

Hit him in the back, It's a bullet, he thought it was itch
No I'm not Lilo, but I'm finna give this bitch a stitch

Yeah, sippin' drank drank drank drank
I'm not talking net spend, but you know my shit top Nettspend (Shit top Nettspend)
Drank drank drank drank, Iso doing what they can't
I'm with fuckin' Fashionist, and we pull up in that tank

Yeah, Feel like Call of Duty cause they cannot touch my rank
Yeah, I'm in metro, CPS, in my fuckin- (Aah)

Fuck

Yuh

(Bro I'ma fucking log off)

(Man fuckin' bitch named Fashionist bro, Shut the fuck up!)