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Lyrics
Intro :
[verse]
Get it-
we got it-
got it -
we get it-
talkn bout doe-
then u know I'm wit it -
talkn bout flows -
then u kno -
i spit it -
check for dat bag-
yea, u kno that i did it -
still I do it-
For da bread
ima get, str8 to it -
tell by the drip -
I born in the rack -
You can tell by the spits -
I was born, with the crack -
shit flow fluid, that boy was
born wit a tap -
I
aint
da plug -
boy, I'm the rack -
hit them raceways -
Yea
I’m where it's at-
never fuck wit snakes -
and I dont fuck wit rats -
too much shit -
to deal with-
Wit all dem gnats-
too mamy demons -
They-
setting all dem traps -
too many sleep -
They still taking,
all dem naps
gotta stay woke -
watch my back -
Yea,I fuck wit da folks -
but I -
don't move in a pack -
Yea,
[chorus]
Gimmie dat beat -
I bet I rip shit up-
from the streets -
you can either, move yo feet -
or get,
your hands up -
Foe O - cal -
leave’em jammed up -
he like,
“oh wow” -
ya boi wild -
but,
we ain't from the 100s -
you can, catch us out west
- where it stay,
wild wild -
Details
GeneratedMay 19, 2026
Duration1:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
Chitown hiphop, melodically married to samples. Finger drumming beat & sample, distinct Chicago Westside style of talkin, male
Credits
Prompt byMysticalEcho454
ModelAria v5.5
