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[Intro]
Narcos
Bust me down, Pyrex
[Verse]
Now this remind me of that hot boy sh*t
That lil' Weezy 'fore he changed his name to Wayne, ni**a
Might grow some dreads up out my head, pop out like Chief Keef
Ain't from Chicago, but I'm guaranteed to bang, ni**a
I'ma let you know, I don't give a fu*k if ni**as eight feet
I still won't let a ni**a play me like a lame ni**a
ni**a better go play with his lil' kids before he play with me
I'm know to crash, so stay the fu*k up out my lane, ni**a
Go with your move, you lose your life, you make the wrong one
You the type of ni**a snuck in with a knife, I got a small gun
I upped this b*tch at you and bowl a strike and make 'em all run
And I hate to be talkin' negative, but I gotta let it out
If I leave it in, I'ma catch a felony, ni**a, boom
Got a pretty smile and I bust a ni**a ass
I told my teacher I ain't do my homework, I was fu*kin' half the class
'Cause I learned to do my math, 'cause I was fu*kin' half of my class
"I thought your class had thirteen hoes?" That means I fu*ked six and a half
I took that gas and mixed it with the weed from my Mexican, it was bad
Take zip out of every .448 and invested in my craft
Givin' ni**as my CD, but now you see me on the front covers of the magazines and the TVs
They coulda seen me with a P.I.D., but instead they see me with the VVs
BG, ni**a, bling-bling
I make them b*tches drop it like it's hot, my sh*t on repeat
Make me mad, I dropped three albums in a year, call it a three-peat
Keep on hatin', I fu*k your...