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(Ayy, Hoops, this shit fire)
Art of War
Finesse
(Pop, you crazy for this one, haha)

They tried to treat me like peewee (Lil' league)
They gon' put this shit on repeat (Gon' run it back)
Pull up to the club with so many gangsters
Niggas thought I was a GD (A boss player)
Five poppin', six poppin' (What's poppin'?)
Quarter million, all profit (Profit)
Four pockets full, I fuck with lil' baby
But I need six pockets (Let me get that)
We in the mall with sticks and Glocks 'cause
It can go down like anywhere (Like right now)
I'm fuckin' your bitch from the back, her pussy was
Tight, so I was like, "Get in there" (Get in there)
I drip like it's tax time (Tax time)
Louis V belt wrapped around my MAC-9 (My brrt)
FNG the clan like Aryan Nation, we don't
Give a fuck about black lives (No fuck)
They thought they left me behind, I caught up and
Passed 'em clean as a vacuum (I'm clean as a vacuum)
She on my dick like a Magnum
FOA, gotta fuck on arrival (On the spot)
Niggas throw slick shots (Slick shots)
We got big shots (Big shots)
Whole tools in Big Lots (Big Lots)
Count up 'til my wrist pop (Wrist pop)
With a thick thot rollin' up out a Ziploc (Ziploc)
I told the team, "Let's eat up" (Let's eat up)
He jump on the stage, get beat up (Get beat up)
Them Glocks got titties, C-cups (C-cups)
I'm dope, the streets wanna re-up (Re-up)
I'm what they waitin' on (Waitin' on)
We run the city, the fuck they debatin'
On? (The fuck they debatin' on?)
Them niggas, they fuck with me (Fuck with me)
I got out and came up, now they face long (Look at 'em)
I don't want no apologies (Fuck that)
Fuck love, I don't need acknowledgments (At all)
Just bring me my backend (Let me get that)
I get it, I'm gone like it was a robbery (I'm gone)
Seventy-five for a show (Seventy-five)
Forty thou' for a walkthrough (It's a forty ball)
My communication skills fucked up (Fucked up)
I'm the wrong one to try to talk to (Talk to me)
Everybody with me finessin' (Finessin')
She tryna leave and get naked (Come on)
I pulled out, tried to cum on her
She like, "Nah, baby, let me catch it" (Ayy)
I'm like, "Ooh, you gangster" (Gangster)
I made it back home, Lord, I thank you (Thank God)
If a nigga would've tried me in jail (What?)
On a five, bruh, I would've shanked him (Bitch)
It's easy to kill 'em, I gotta outthink 'em (Outthink 'em)
They want me gone forever (They want me gone)
At first, they wasn't fuckin' with me
Now they wanna link and do a song together (They tryna link with me)
Nah, I'm cool, homie (Nah)
All money ain't good money (Ain't good money)
I'm here to get everything (Everything)
That the streets done took from me (Took from me)
Come get you some kush from me (It's war)