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(Lyrics) Verse Everywhere I go I keep a gun tucked Magine me give one single solitary fxck Magine me not doing 5 figures in a month Wave to my haters 5 fingers then I leave one up Get out the way get out the way bxtch I ain’t Rittenhouse but I pull that thing out and spray bxtch Fxck around n you gone find out today I don’t play bxtch And I ain’t changed anything but the change in my bank bxtch Only thing that I bought was some bullets for range And don’t mean a rover trying to buy a tank Ain’t no limit what these motherfxcker’s do to hate aye! I don’t need a clique bxtch I'm a fxcking renegade aye! Run up on the whip and it’s gunplay aye Run up on the crib and it’s mossberg pump olay Every time my voice and a track meet Doing numbers like I’m a mathlete Getting money like an athlete Rappers @ me Thinking that mean that they finna win Cause it’s bumping like it’s acne Wack beat? Fxck outta here with lame shxt We ain
