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[Chorus]
Euphoria
Silly team
You lose

[Verse 1]
Like a actor on the set you gotta play your fucking part
Pop him like a zit, we finna pop him like a tart
Got 200 on the dash, I ain't finna fucking park
Posted up right at the mall, posted up right at the mart
He get smoked just like a swisher, he get smoked up like a cart
I can't fuck with bro he snitching, I can't fuck with no lil' narc
How I know you was go switch, how I know that from the start
You ain't getting on the lineup, like [?] check the charts

[Bridge]
I don't wanna talk, I been in a bad mood
Lil' bitch she obsessed, she want matching tattoos
I got Glocks on deck, I got fucking MAC's too
So if you runnin' down, you can do the math, dude
I don't wanna talk, I been in a bad mood
Lil' bitch she obsessed, she want matching tattoos
I got Glocks on deck, I got fucking MAC's too
So if you runnin' down, you can do the math, dude

[Verse 2]
We gon' turn your shirt to red, we don't play
And I walk up in the room, them bitches faint
Smoking gas, all the fumes in my brain
In my sight I pull the trigger, bust your brain