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In and Outta Town

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Kill 'em all, yeah
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
(Ayo, bandplay)
Cutthroat la familia, paper route 5l
You know what I'm sayin'? Paper route business
paper route campaign
Whatever you wanna call this shit, nigga
Yeah, yeah, get back gang, gang (fah, fah, fah, fah)
Uh, your bitch fave, uh
Yeah (yeah) , nigga (what?) , this shit still major (ayy)
Yeah

Ayy, don't tell me to slide
I was on that before my nigga died (shh)
These niggas hidin', lil' bruh got a switch
and he can't wait to try it (yeah)
It's fuck the opps, yeah, let 'em rot, these niggas
they be rappin' lies
I'm 'bout my guap, these niggas clowns, yeah
these niggas is pennywise
Your bitch on my genitals (phew, phew) , yeah (phew)
I been gettin' it for a while (phew)
Fourteen, stole a quarter pound, I ran it up
couldn't turn me down (yeah)
Big Glock, I been runnin' wild, you want some beef?
I slaughter cows (yeah)
You know I don't play around
I keep that in and out of town (fah, fah, fah)

I fucked her on the floor and couch
this bitch got glizzy in her mouth
My chopper like to twerk, it clap
the only bitch I'm worried 'bout (yup)
Niggas, I ain't worried 'bout
'cause all they do is run they mouth (yeah)
Niggas, I ain't worried 'bout
'cause all they do is run they mouth
Ayy, don't tell me to slide, I been on that for a long time
(fah, fah, fah)
These niggas porcupines, backstabbin'
that is not my kind (cutthroat)
Hoppin' out a truck on twenty-sixes
with my forty-five (skrrt, skrrt, fah)
You know I rep that five
so that's why I got like five wives
I flip your ass like five guys (yeah)
choppers in all size (yeah)
Big old glocks, got all kinds (for real, yeah)
gang 'nem got all kinds (yeah)
I'm workin' hard, no part-time (ayy) , these niggas part-time
I don't want some, need all mine (real) , yeah
I need all of mine (bitch)

Ayy, don't tell me to slide (phew)
I was on that before my nigga died (phew, phew)
These niggas hidin', lil' bruh got a switch
and he can't wait to try it
It's fuck the opps, yeah, let 'em rot, these niggas
they be rappin' lies (tss)
I'm 'bout my guap, these niggas clowns, yeah
these niggas is pennywise (phew)
Your bitch on my genitals, yeah
I been gettin' it for a while
Fourteen, stole a quarter pound (ayy)
I ran it up, couldn't turn me down (yeah)
Big Glock, I been runnin' wild (ayy)
you want some beef? I slaughter cows (yup)
You know I don't play around
I keep that in and out of town (frrt, fah)

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

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