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William Clarence Hill
William Clarence Hill
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Jonathan Leenan Iceson
Jonathan Leenan Iceson
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Jamual Christopher Little
Jamual Christopher Little
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Lyrics

Soon as I figure it out yeah
I bet you **** is done
Like I'm pulling a gun
I bet you **** will run
I ain't even got shoot shit
I don't even need the gun
The game is already won yeah
I be you **** will run
Soon as I figure it out yeah
I bet you **** is done
Like I'm pulling a gun
I bet you **** will run
I ain't even got shoot shit
I don't even need the gun
The game is already won yeah
I be you **** will run
Shit I'm just kicking cooling grinding doing what a i'm supposed to do
I ain't one for the beef keep my eyes to the street and my mind on the loot
My mind on the loot
Tryna run the game these **** gon make me tie up my shoes
Let em hang they self give em a noose
Dirty thirty eight right in the boot
That **** through watching for pigs speeding in the coupe
Imma ride for my dogs cause I know they gon shoot
Got you bitch in my phone and she want me to scoop
Say they fucking with shmoke
I'm like shmoke who not me
Them **** ain't telling the truth
Soon as I figure it out yeah
I bet you **** is done
Like I'm pulling a gun
I bet you **** will run
I ain't even got shoot shit
I don't even need the gun
The game is already won yeah
I be you **** will run
Soon as I figure it out yeah
I bet you **** is done
Like I'm pulling a gun
I bet you **** will run
I ain't even got shoot shit
I don't even need the gun
The game is already won yeah
I be you **** will run
Gah damnit done leveled up
I done popped a senzu bean
You know how I like my scenes
Green colored everything
The glow up was real
Imma bout to blow up for real
Leave the game tore up for real
Imma make a highlight reel
Oh and fuck your advance **** I ain't signing
Imma do it all without deal
Fuck the haters with my name in they mouth
Bitch you ain't getting no paper
Focused hating get you nothing but a one way trip to your fucking creator
Bitches talk til they parched the back of that ass got an arch
Making the money my heart
Dead people coming in karts
Light up the gas with the spark yeah
Aye shmoke where the weed at
Dough on the rise yeah I need that
Got my whole damn team back
Two seater no lean back
Facts
Two seats yeah I need that
Copped the coupe like a freed black
Take her home it's a team snack
**** drama I don't react
Imma need milli amounts
You get dismissed if you doubt
**** make light of the drought
Soon as I figure it out yeah
I bet you **** is done
Like I'm pulling a gun
I bet you **** will run
I ain't even got shoot shit
I don't even need the gun
The game is already won yeah
I be you **** will run
Soon as I figure it out yeah
I bet you **** is done
Like I'm pulling a gun
I bet you **** will run
I ain't even got shoot shit
I don't even need the gun
The game is already won yeah
I be you **** will run
Written by: Jamual Christopher Little, Jonathan Leenan Iceson, William Clarence Hill
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