[Hook]
Drug dealer born sinner real killer
Keep that 47 cause I might pull the trigger [Verse]
She cookin she whip on the stove
Tying her up like a vine from the grove
Chill on the block with the dope
Fuck with the gang you might hang from the rope
Wanted the heat burning the nigga like lighting a stove
Bitch in the sheets, she gripping the wood like she rowing a boat
Throwing the bands in the backpack pullin the trigger you know it go gat, gat[Hook]
Drug dealer born Killer real sinner
Keep that 47 cause I might pull the trigger
Barrel over counter cause I call this shit a stick up
Spread her fuckin legs i'm a real pussy licker[Verse]
Couldn't understand me little nigga catch my vibe
Watch her drop it to the ground she give me low ride
She a fuckin baddie I know she won't leave me
We act up at the witching hour nigga couldn't see mePussy I trap that uh
Counting my green cause I stack that uh
Bitches like dances I tap that uh
I'm causing a ruckus a racket aye uh
Bring me my money and bag it up
My Ak 47 I pack it up
It's bring the damage like a pack a punch
You eating these bullets like having lunch
You smoking on mid while i'm packing skunk
You thinking i'm done? Haven't had enough
We play on the field man it's kinda rough
Heavy artillery it pack a punch
[Hook]
Drug dealer born Killer real sinner
Keep that 47 cause I might pull the trigger
Barrel over counter cause I call this shit a stick up
Drug dealer born Killer real sinner
Keep that 47 Yeah I might pull the trigger

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