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I Got A Army
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(Whoa, ah)
I got a hunnid shots in my—
I got a hunnid shots in my—
(Chapo)
Nigga, yeah, yeah
Baby Life Whoa, boy, I be with Gunna
BL pop out at night tryna strike with a G-19 on my hip (Blrr)
Broad day with the band outside tryna catch a goddamn lick
When I go slide, bitch, I got a vamp with me (Slide)
I'm a don, nigga, you can't get your stamp from me (Stamp from me)
Ain't move right, boy, I can get your stamp took (Yeah)
Know he dead fly, he play both sides just like a crook
If I let this bitch off, everybody gon' look
All that money that you flexed boy that shit getting took (Took)
Just a young nigga from the east side, I got booked
Dirt on my partner, that's not a good look
I can tell how he shoot, boy, I know he a rookie
This Gelato 41, we ain't smoking on no Cookie
I ain't going back and forth with a nigga, he a pussy (Goin' back and forth)
I'ma takе they ass off, everybody ovеrlooked me (Take they ass off)
Can't trust a nigga, thinking 'bout BJ
Ready to bust a nigga (Blrr), y'all niggas money funny just like Chris Tucker (Money funny)
I'm tryna get off just like a fake usher (Get off)
I let that stick talk, I don't do discussion
Backstab a nigga like a goddamn Russian
Big-ass 40, nigga, I won't do no tussling
Monkey out the zoo, banana clip to put 'em under
Take his ass off, rip him off like a bundle (Take his ass off)
Pistol in my pants, why that bitch wan' cuddle?
Playing with the mob, I'm a real-life jugger
Take his ass off through the swamp or whatever
Nine-millimeter ripping through that boy leather (Blrr)
Taking me off? Hell nah, you will never (Nope)
I ain't going, my vamp ain't going (Ain't going), these bitches, they going
Your bitch, she fucking the gang, that ho whoring (Whoring)
I smoke a three-five in the morning (Three-five)
I fuck my bitch every time I'm horny (Uh)
Boy, I had kicked that bitch out 'cause she borin' (Get out)
Dump my opp with .223 just like I'm Jordan (Come here)
B Whoa got that stick, I paint the clip orange (Yah)
Give a fuck 'bout your clique, bitch, I got an army (Brrt)
Whoa fin' knock him off, we know he informant (Blrr, yah, yah)
I'm on the block posted up with hooligans (Hooligan)
Me and the Whoa on that goddamn stupid shit (Stupid shit)
Free Capo Lo, everybody know I'm hittin' (Woah)
This Baby Life shit, who the fuck told that business?
Strapped up, nigga, I got all types of Gens (Gen)
Gen5 on me, gotta go common sense (Gen5)
Nigga he so pussy, hit him up again (Pussy)
Boy, I want the smoke, you won't tell me when (Want smoke)
Bitch, I'm on your ass and you know I'm ten
Ten-letter mob, man, we made them bullets fly through the wind
Kilo said fuck them boys, they not my kin
I'm gon' have to pop a nigga if he trippin'
I'm clutching this glizzy, nigga, this shit iffy
I be hunting down outsiders in my city
These big-ass bullets, you gon' need new kidneys (These big-ass bullets)
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