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Ridin' 'round with Glocks, we got mops, keep your street clean
Fuck a album, I be pushin' bodies, this a street team
I just heard a song, he screamin', 'Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt'
When I catch him, I'ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
You can run lil' punk but you can't hide
Heard he dissed me in that song but he ain't slide
I just heard a song, he screamin', 'Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt'
When I catch him, I'ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Yeah, chopper from New Orleans get that shakin', it's that chopper style
Smokin opps, I can burn a nigga like a Black and Mild
He killed your mans I let him join the gang because I like his style
I'm in his shots, I'm Andre, got 3000 just like Idlewild
Dancing with that Draco while I shoot, check my two step
I've been knocking niggas off since I touched down, I got a few left
He not my blood but I know cuz, he keep a chopper, he got a blue belt
I set it off from bad ass but I'm not my cousin Boo, yeah
Ridin' 'round with Glocks, we got mops, keep your street clean
Fuck a album, I be pushin' bodies, this a street team
I just heard a song, he screamin', 'Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt'
When I catch him, I'ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
You can run lil' punk but you can't hide
Heard he dissed me in that song but he ain't slide
I just heard a song, he screamin', 'Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt'
When I catch him, I'ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Got a hunnid in a drum, what you mean? This a party pack
Edd n Eddie, bitch, I'm running circles through my cul de sac
Tell your brother to chill before you never get your sibling back
Draco get that brrr brrr like I told lil' DJ run it back
Bitch I be with demons I'm real evil I can't right wrongs
Got my stick up in that party so don't think this is a fight song
Don't take no disrespect, talk out your neck, you might not last long
They call me a dummy I just need somebody I can crash on
Ridin' 'round with Glocks, we got mops, keep your street clean
Fuck a album, I be pushin' bodies, this a street team
I just heard a song, he screamin', 'Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt'
When I catch him, I'ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
You can run lil' punk but you can't hide
Heard he dissed me in that song but he ain't slide
I just heard a song, he screamin', 'Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt'
When I catch him, I'ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
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