(Sniffs)
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To anxious to talk to bitches
So I call them all sluts
And I don’t really fuck with feelings
So I bottle em up
Stupid n***a, pulled his gun
So I’m calling his bluff
SHOOT EM N***A, PUSSY N***A
LET THAT GLOCKY GO BUST!

LET THAT GLOCKY GO BUST N***A
I DIE HERE OR NOT
What’s the point of toting guns if you ain’t shooting ya shot?
N***as die everyday
So pussy make me a slot
Wasted my patience with this n***a
He ain’t let that hoe pop

Sophisticated drug dealer
Imma sell you a rock
And if ya bitch want a dildo
Imma sell her this cock
And if the opps got a problem
Then I’ll sell em the shots
N***A HAND ME THE MONEY IM ONLY SAYING THIS ONCE!
You better hand me the money boy
The time is just running boy
And if the cops come
Ain’t no telling what’s coming boy

(Police sirens)
(6 gunshots)