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This one's for here, junior baby
Play it
In this bitch right now

Chat, point me to the house
I'm uppin' this bitch right now
Free Rodney Hinton Jr
Stop letting 'em kill my child
Free Lee-Lee, Free D. Chauvin
So they can put that bitch in the ground
I'm upping this bitch right now
These ghost guns, don't make no sound

Ay, they killing our kids with them pop guns
I'm riding 'round town with a shotgun
Act cool, we gon' let 'em feel hot ones
Never switch sides like OVO Popcaan
Who this white bitch callin' the cops on?
You broke with nothing to put a lock on
I'm floatin' on everything that I hop on
I'm the ghost of O-J and Johnny Cochran
Niggas don't know how to play it when I hop on
I'm the wrong little nigga to try to pop on
I see you Diddy-ass niggas still stalking
45 got that bite for a bargain, I muzzled the barrel
This bite for your barking, I'm done with the talking
Niggas be knowing they pussy, I stare at your carcass, little nigga, I don't see no dog in it
Fucking her like Mr. Marcus, you treat 'em like Trump, you a ho giving out all the pardons
I told my Russian bitch, Donald is puppeting, this pussy nigga a Sputnik
Vote for Peggy, no funny shit, breaking the Covenant, never missing my target like Thomas did

Chat, point me to the house
I'm uppin' this bitch right now
Free Rodney Hinton Jr
Stop letting 'em kill my child
Free Lee-Lee, Free D, chauvin
So they can put that bitch in the ground
I'm upping this bitch right now
These ghost guns, don't make no sound

All of these movements is coming unglued, no talkin', just pick up and shoot
The civil war started, we need more recruits
We got sticks and militias, the chicks out the coupe
All of this ice on my neck, they gon' try to remove, got my people in danger, they votin' for you
Yeah, my daddy came here with no socks and no shoes, just some sticks in the mud and a yop in the boot
I cannot leave my house if I don't got the tool
Keep one eye open for the bacon in blue
I don't eat bacon, I get with the blues
Aim at that bopper and switch up his hue
I do not see a rank, so my hand won't salute
I got bullets for the traitors and liars in suits
I got a prior, I can't leave the coupe
I'm not admired by niggas who lose
Plant my feet and get ready to bop, she feel like a Kennedy, I'm hitting her top
They looking for me like my niggas Osama, these cave bitches harboring me for the summer
Thought certain niggas would keep it 100, I swear these niggas more like the runnas
Still bumping Ye, you know I was gonna
These niggas jump out the street when they wanna

Chat, point me to the house
I'm uppin' this bitch right now
Free Rodney Hinton Jr
Stop letting 'em kill my child
Free Lee-Lee, Free D. Chauvin
So they can put that bitch in the ground
I'm upping this bitch right now
These ghost guns, don't make no sound

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