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[Verse 1]

Shit gettin real, shit gettin wild
Found out its money on my head now
But these niggas pussy, they can't do the job
Get yo money back bitch, cause I'm still alive
Boy I won't stop
Can't stop
My shoota locked up, these niggas think its safe now
Bitch it's trap season, I can't spend nothing on you
Get caught, I don't say shit like I need money
Let me tell you bout these fuck niggas...
CAN'T!
I don't fuck wit niggas
Run off with my shit young fuck nigga
Pump make a nigga catch 12
Andrew Luck nigga
Can't chill witchu, I don't trust niggas
Can't talk, can't hang, can't smoke witchu
Stuck up, don't give a fuck
I ain't no fuck nigga
Ain't talkin bout fuckin
Can't fuck witchu
Bitch if I fall off, ima bounce back
I got killas everywhere
8 mile to southwest
You brought some new Louie's
I brought that loud pack
Cop 6 grams, cut it up
Bring a thousand back
Walk into the trap, feins showin up
In the spot, no heat
It be cold as fuck
Young nigga on it
Young niggas know what up
Kill a young nigga quick
No throwing up

[Paid In Full Interlude]

I'm about to be on some real murder shit Ace
I'm telling you man, any nigga that ever looked at me wrong, owes me money, or ever said any jealous bullshit about me is fucking dead!
You understand what the fuck I'm saying Ace? They're fuckin dead man!
I don't give a fuck about nothing man!

[Outro]

Man I hate niggas
Stay away from niggas
If you need white girl bake a cake wit niggas