rip through his neck
Hollows they hit him, rip through his neck, (pussy) Give a fuck if he had on a vest, Spin on my set, on that shit you get left, (dummy) Bitch, I'm shootin' 'til there's nothin' left. .40 so loud, shit, you know it’s a threat, Flexin' on haters, they ain’t a contest, Cash in my pocket, yeah, I’m feelin' blessed, Diamonds on me dancin', they movin' like chess. Pull up in the whip, yeah, you know I’m a wreck, Got the squad with me, we don't need to connect, Talkin' big game, but they know they just pets, Life in the fast lane, no time for regrets. Countin' up stacks, got the green on deck, Enemies lurkin', but they showin' respect, Turn up the heat, watch these haters deflect, Lil Pump in the game, man, what did you expect?
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