Full Metal 2

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We came a long way
Too far to turn back
No choice but to keep going
We ready doe
Grrahhh

I got bad bitches, every city
My niggas livin' lavish but they all gritty
We go out and we get it and we split the profit
I'm keepin' to myself cause I ain't with the gossip
I'm stickin' to the script, I'm a money getter
Wig splitter, weed smoker, I don't do the liquor

But I do the twitter, DM ya big sister
Full Metal, don't hide cause I'm gone getcha
Pull up on your block with the drop top
Got my haters lookin' salty cause I'm everything they not
Got them pretty bitches on me, you still fuckin' with them thots
Rollin' up that loud pack, I can't hear what you talkin' 'bout
Tell them niggas come and find me, you know I be duckin' off
But if I found out you a snake, then Imma have to cut you off
I was in the back seat and I seen you walk it out
Boy, don't come to me with that beef cause we don't talk it out

My hittas will get you
The Nina gone kiss you
Ya family gone miss you
I swerve in the rental, I'm doin' 120, she givin' me temple
You see how I'm snappin'
I be wildin' out, I be wildin' out