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Your nose to the gun then buss, lean, lean with the gun like Russ No one ain’t dying, they're lying on us, no carb in the yard then I'm flying it dust Truss, no loyalty, she's lining them up No royalty, your queen give it up, cheff chest and back, I'm leaving him rubbed (Ching) Up and down, no seesaw, detour, oi, dodge that nee-naw I got 6 and if you add 3 more, then I'm somewhere where I might get recalled And I'm tired of seeing the can, whole ting get shell down (Woi-woi-woi-woi-woi-woi) Got the fairy .44, big bang (Bubu) Bro don't box like Joshua, shank game popular, do man proper, shotta Throw me a box and I got ya, man take risks for the pounds and prosper Prosper, they had me in the can like Foster, let the Star buck for the cream, no Costa (Cream) That nigga don’t really want beef, he’s copying me, some silly imposter