Yeah
Whoa
Yeah
Yeah
Uh, pickin' up his tag, I'm playing kill confirmed
Yeah, Smith & Wessons, teachin' lessons, boy, you better learn
Woo, I can't trust 'em, feel like Usher, boy, I let it burn
Yeah, F&N extended clip gon' make his stomach turn
Uh, I know you not real, you a poser
Peep your bitch, I know that's me on the poster
And all these stacks, yeah, I got way more than 3 on me
I had your main chick movin' like a damn zombie
Woo, uh, I got no face, what it do?
Put your brain right on the news
Shoot until the screws are loose
Brand new coupe, it's suicide
Was hopin' I'd make 'em Toosie Slide
Do it big, I do it right
Careful when you out at night, uh (ah)
D-A-N-T-E (ah)
D-A-N-T-E (ah)
D-A-N-T-E (ah)
D-A-N-T-E
Me and my brothers, yeah, we on a killstreak
Uh, I left his body fuckin' bleeding in the street
Give me a sign, baby, yeah, come talk to me
Wait a minute, don't like talkin', shit is cheap
I got shipments in the yard, they ain't for free
I got suspended on my Twitter, fuckin' tweaked
I got like so many opens that got leaked
Boy, you the impostor, it's not me (ah)
D-A-N-T-E (ah)
D-A-N-T-E (ah)
D-A-N-T-E (ah)
D-A-N-T-E
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