These hype tracks is fire, like hell havin a party
Swagg stay cold but I keep a hot one on me
Aint got no kids but ya girl call me Popi
Keep ******** with her and the block'll call me Poppy
No im not a killa kid, but I run with Killa Kyoo
Boi I keep that .45 and you runnin like Scooby Doo
Tryna run zig zag but you not turnin fast enough
Switched to the Uzi, emptied the clip, and the home boy said "thats enough" (said a lil fast)
Lil niggas rappin, real niggas baggin up
now that ***** talkin s**t, now we have to bag him up
Put the gun down, put ya hands up
boi started cryin, I told him b***h ***** man up
Shut ya s**t up before all my niggas clip up
Then this s**t goes down and you never get up
my change stand tall like 6'7 though
truthfully money stack all the way to heaven though
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"Y'all ******** fake, I cant ******** wait to see you, confront you and punch you in your ******** face" -Cassidy