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Andrew Carvell Hill III
Andrew Carvell Hill III
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There's at least one Mmmhmm HELLO There's at least one Soulja Boy on every side nigga And I know of about five 6ix9ine niggas It's some niggas I thought was real outchea siding with them So, when that pest control come, I hope y'all die with them (All rats gotta die) Being in these streets don't make you real bubba You aint gangsta if you told to get back in that field bubba And hanging with them thugs don't make you thug You can't say you aint know better if you grew up hanging with us Man, it's embarrassing to say I ever called you my homie Now we posting pictures with you covered by that mice emoji Either way that you slice it homie You a rat and you can't deny it homie You aint fight that case so how the hell you tryna fight the homie I aint worried about a nigga or what he might up on me I'm just worried about a nigga saying he might of saw me These niggas be mighty phony Quick to slide up on a story but won't slide up on me Please stay out my messages leaving paper trails I won't bring sand to the beach but I'm gone bring these shells There's at least one Soulja Boy on every side nigga And I know of about five 6ix9ine niggas It's some niggas I thought was real outchea siding with them So, when that pest control come, I hope y'all die with them (All rats gotta die) Being in these streets don't make you real bubba You ain't gangsta if you told to get back in that field bubba And hanging with them thugs don't make you thug Can't say you aint know better if you grew up hanging with us I said hello when I hopped out Fat Twan was my dawg til he copped out I know it's fucked up, but remember with Thump I be wishing he was the one that got shot now Just because my dawg would've died a real nigga Now I'm like free Clutching I wish I could chill with him Big Gucci fucked the hood up He made snitching cool I guess And what's his name been fucking with him He be snitching too I guess In my DM with them threats homie You really a fool I guess I been out working construction But I aint got no tool I guess There's at least one Souljia Boy on every side nigga And I know of about five 6ix9ine niggas It's some niggas I thought was real outchea siding with them So, when that pest control come, I hope y'all die with them (All rats gotta die) Being in these streets don't make you real bubba You aint gangsta if you told to get back in that field bubba And hanging with them thugs don't make you thug You can't say you aint know better if you grew up hanging with us
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