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We do this for survival, bitch Claiming the title
Taking shots at our rivals try my Set, we gonna spin again
Two seconds on the clock, head Shot for the win
Trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy
We do this for survival, bitch Claiming the title
Taking shots at our rivals try my Set, we gone spin again
Two seconds on the clock, head Shot for the win
Trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy, Trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy
Aye, Villin I'm open, pass the Blick, I'ma shoot the shot
Set the pick, I'ma box him out, Take a three from the top
Wet, but whatever when it's a Check, that's how I step
Bet I pull up and leave a mess no Head shot, putting hot shit in they Chest
Damn, standing over your mans Took the head shot, double tap em And I ran
Hold up real, let's go back again Let's make sure that we finish him
He took two to the face, so I know That he met his end
But a bitch was there, and I know That she witnessed it
Fuck, you right, we can't risk the Shit let's kidnap her and dump the Bitch
Goddamn, we sick why you say That cause we chopped her up and Put the body parts in a ditch
No face, no case put a fucked **** In they place
Do a drill, then we do the race Shooting back when we running From the Jakes
If we catch a court case we gon' Smile in they face
No way, no way I can't let em Make me break
Introduce him to the Wraith Tryna see my name with the verse
While I'm going against the state When it's time to eat, I take Everything off the plate
We do this for survival Bitch, we Claiming the title
Taking shots at our rivals try my Set, then we spin again
Two seconds on the clock, head Shot for the win
Trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy, Trophy, trophy, trophy
We do this for survival bitch, we Claiming the title
Taking shots at our rivals try my Set, we gone spin again
Two seconds on the clock, head Shot for the win
Trophy, trophy, trophy, trophy, Trophy, trophy, trophy
Written by: Cherold Jules
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