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    Oh-oh well, yeah yeah
    Dubba AA-Flex
    Oh wit' it, anything wit' it, takin' my time wit' it
    And I ain't scared to die

    [YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
    I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it, I ain't never change up
    They say that how I'm livin' I need to wake up
    I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us
    They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up
    This is the sound

    It's a murder, They screamin' I'll murder, yeah
    They steady screamin' it's a murder
    They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin'
    Motherf**k which way he go, yeah yeah

    Motherf**k that talkin', run down on him hunnid shots on dat drum
    Said they want me but I ain't scared, we go to war where I'm from
    Most of my niggas up in jail and half got killed by a gun
    187 we be wylin', all I know is redrum
    When I say that it's up they gon' it lay down
    2 up under my belt, we don't play around
    400 shots in the car when it go down
    Step on all of them before the sun down
    Steady talkin' like he wit' it, he say he gon' kill me
    You know for a fact I don't stand down
    Bust your head for my nigga, I shoot 'til it's empty
    Ain't no shakin' back when I run down

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    I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it, I ain't never change up
    They say that how I'm livin' I need to wake up
    I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us
    They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up

    It's a murder, They screamin' I'll murder, yeah
    They steady screamin' it's a murder
    They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin'
    Motherf**k which way he go, yeah yeah

    [Trippie Redd]
    Pussy nigga it's a murder, 187 send your ass to heaven, and send your family blessings, hit you with the Smith and Western
    Or beat your ass like tech and told your pussy ass to check in
    That's what you get for flexin', I told you I was destined
    I told you I was stressin' not to reach into my weapon
    57 keep your chest in, niggas seen the message
    All for the love of the murder, murder
    And I got no time to play, no I keep a f**kin' K
    And it'll blow your f**kin' brain away, Trippie insane
    No I never changed, just go some change
    Ain't nothin' to get you wacked out, act hard
    It ain't chess or checkers bitch, nigga at all
    Betta live your f**kin' best life, Lil Duval
    Like Cleo, it's 1400, 800 gang bitch we set it off

    [YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
    I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it, I ain't never change up
    They say that how I'm livin' I need to wake up
    I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us
    They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up

    It's a murder, They screamin' I'll murder, yeah
    They steady screamin' it's a murder
    They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin'
    Motherf**k which way he go, yeah yeah

    This is the sound

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    Composition: Trippie Redd and YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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