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Long live Mook, long live Mike, diss on them, you gon' lose your life
Don't say they name in vain or there's gon' double L's in front of your name, you know that (twelvo made this shit bang)

Since Mook died, I been seein' red, but I put green first
I'm for sure gon' help you win, I'm almost there, let me get my ring first
Dayski should be grateful he alive 'cause I done seen worse
That nigga not a killer, if he gon' step, he really need Percs
The rat bitch text my phone and she got blocked, talkin' 'bout she need Percs
Until you seen your homie mama cry, you never seen hurt
When you sittin' in a cell, that shit you did don't even seem worth
If I got caught for that lil' one shit that I did, I would've seen Durk
Woke up, got off my ass, got in the booth and made my dream work
He said he had some bread up on my head and then he seen dirt
Kese, Joc, Romaine, they all the same, we made them leave Earth
We turned his white tee red, before we slid, he had a clean shirt
Glasses, glasses on, I'm strapped up with a deuce, I feel like Steve Urk
Mention lil' bro name, you ain't gon' get shit but a clean hearse
Bad bitch off the 'Gram, she thick as fuck, in a Celine skirt
Get to yellin' she a queen, but I ain't never seen no queen twerk
12 hit the lights and I'm gon' show 'em AMGs jerk
Way over East, we chasin' opps, I damn near seen Vert
Single-stacks to fully ARPs, I even seen bursts
Every time they drop a diss, they die, them niggas seem cursed
Lean, lean, lean, Adderall, I'm tryna leave Earth
I was taught before we bleed, we make them bleed first
Locked up in that county, told the CO that I need a nurse
Just know they paid me millions when you hear me spit a clean verse
Boy, I don't need her, got him, that's who we seen first
He say he never ratted, he got caught, turned to a singer
Boy, I'm really that, get you clipped, snap of a finger
Them killers on his ass, he better not lack, he better not linger
Boy, I don't need her, got him, that's who we seen first
He say he never ratted, he got caught, turned to a singer
Boy, I'm really that, get you clipped, snap of a finger
Them killers on his ass, he better not lack, he better not linger