Detroit

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[Verse 1]
[A]
Son of a gun on the run just
like my daddy ass
I ain't from
Flint, but I'll beat your
fuckin' chatty ass
Crook, gotta steal a look every
time a fatty pass
Where I know your girl from, I smash,
now is you glad you asked?
Knew your momma fresh she had your sister,
she was smokin'
One eye workin' on the stove,
the rest broken
I'm from
Detroit, but I don't wear
Buffy's
Fuck
Cartier glasses, piss in the holes like
Puffy
Detroit
Eastside, shit's much hotter,
sitting down in the spotter, but I ain't no squatter
Dead boy magic like
Harry
Potter, got it all out the earth,
through the mud and sodder
Dead boy magic, I burn on the spot,
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
Call the cops, nigga they ain't gonna do nothing,
cause I'm paying them off, cause my pockets bust
You don't wanna sell dope,
boy you know that's a lie, we pitching
Biggie
Smalls, you not ready to die
I'm from
Detroit
Eastside, all y 'all soft I'm on
fire like I'm all of the top
Task
Force kickin' in your door, bop the
Rager spot
They don't give a fuck,
give you when you're gettin' paid or not
Dope
Man,
Dope
Man, 313 I don't know you,
but you know me
Servin' big maps like
Mickey
D's
Stuck in a trap tryin' to get this cheese