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Honorable C.N.O.T.E.

Verse 1: Gucci Mane
It just can't be what it can't be 'cause it's simply what I say it is Say it is
Bust it out the vacuum seal, you can smell this shit in Fayetteville Smell in Fayetteville
Black Jaguar, no Jacksonville, I don't even know what year it is Nope
He didn't guard his taco, now his ground beef on his steering wheel Brrt
Coachin', now my niggas ballin', you can't peep what play it is Ball
They so full of dope, they probably don't even know what day it is No, no
I robbed the middleman, he probably don't even know who yay it is
Judgin' on my prize, I tote big fire, this ain't no fire drill
Ballin' like the Final Four, got more devils than Duke and them Duke
Ain't no mеan muggin' or shoulder shruggin', see 'em, shoot at them Shoot
Nigga took down onе of my guys, so I want at least two of them Two
It's a lot of niggas still play both sides Ayy, ayy, that's why Gucci through with them Let's go

Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty & Foogiano
Ayy, them 7.62s shoot at him Boom
Don't play with Wop while Pooh with him Ho
Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, just ask or Google them Huh Mob
Don't talk to me about your opps unless you came from shootin' at them Foo, ho
I'm clutchin' my bump stock in the drop top, we bumpin' who-is-him Huh Huh Ho
Pop a Perc', now I'm geeked up, guess this how them nerds feel Huh Huh
Pass my nigga a new chopper, let's work on your third kill Foo
Before we pull off, circle the block, see how far my serve is Skrrt, skrrt, boom
It's six K for a pint of Wock' if you want your syrup with the seal Huh Mud, mud
That's for sure, keep that Draco in my lap, scream, TTB, we trained to blow Huh Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
New Cartier hit with the Cuban link, had to switch out the rope Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice
Five hundred shots up in this bitch, if you play, we gon' do the most Huh Ho, ho
Two baby chops hid in my coat, bitch, I'm havin' power like Ghost What Who

Verse 3: BIG30 & Foogiano
AK with the machete sword gon' open up your belly button Uh
No, you did not catch the body, why you wanna take credit for it Huh
All my niggas Choppa Gang, but different sets like Teletubbies Yeah
Nothin' but convicts in this studio, I'm with my felon buddies Well, damn
Throw back Percocets and pour up Wock', we call that powered up Go
Put four holes up in that big boy back, call him an Audi truck Grrah
Get shot up in your face for cursin', nigga, better not shout at us Pow, pow
Better know you chasin' death, talkin' 'bout you comin' after us Pyoom
They say, 30, you done lost it, poured up in the water bottle Lean
Strapped up with a Judge on me, I got the biggest revolver Ho
Heard my new opp was a problem, popped out with that problem-solver Pop
I got killers on payroll and they gon' kill you 'bout they dollar Ayy

Verse 4: Foogiano & Pooh Shiesty
Nigga ever play with us, we gon' get active, handle that We handled them
I send Scarr deep on the fly, BIG30 blitz, he get the sack Go, let's go
Pooh let the whole hundred go, so I call him Wilt Chamberlain Blrrrd, blrrrd
I throw this bomb just like Brady, Big Wop like Bill Belichick Belichick
Twenty in this F&N shoot like Durant, my arms extend F&N, my arms extend
Don't start no conversation 'bout beef 'cause, boy, your life will end No, don't do no arguin'
I would never play with no man, I shoot first, ask questions later Blrrrd
Diamonds on me frozen, nigga, why you think they call me glacier Ice, ice
I smoke Backwoods back to back, I get high like I'm Snoop or somethin' Just like I'm Snoop or somethin'
Mama said I need to stop, pretty soon, I'ma need a lung Might just need a lung
It's the new 1017, we bangin' like N.W.A. Blrrrd
I fuck hoes like Eazy-E, I got the curve without the AIDS Without the AIDS
It's the way that I was raised, you break the rules, I gotta spin Gotta show you
To the ten commandments, we add one, eleven, do 'em in Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
I know your ho wanna fuck because she see these Cuban links I know she see this ice
When I stuff your throat with dick, you better look at me, don't blink Bitch, you better not blink
Nigga, when you hear about it, don't come ask me, ask your ho Ask your ho
Bitch, it's Gutta Gang and I get gutta, you know I bang fours You know we throwin' fours
When it come to gettin' money, they know that I get aggressive
Think about dissin' me, think again, boy, might as well get the stretcher Blrrrd

Outro: Pooh Shiesty
Blrrrd, blrrrd, Big Blrrrd