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[Intro]
M1OnTheBeat

[Verse 1]
Step out on wings on my solo, YOLO, I don't know nuttin’ 'bout Volvo
Bro-bro up and down, no yo-yo, all for awards in the trap, no MOBO
Oh no, bank up bro, there's po-po, I ain’t tryna lose these funds like Kojo
Loco, coca ain't mediocre, play with the yola, stay off the low-low (Whip it)
Just got bail, three shootings
I ain't gotta call up Pacman to go up to country to do some bootings (Bu-bu)
Tryna aim for your head, pronounce man dead, pull up and zoot him
Tarrus Riley, old like Smiley, rootin', lootin', need me a new ting
I roll with a Russian, not Vladimir Putin

[Chorus]
Upfront in the field on ultra attacking, we're winning the league (Gang)
Step on streets whenever it's beef, more time it's them that bleed (Some dickheads)
I ain’t got no patience, pray for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed (Bu-bu)
I ain’t got no patience, pray for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed (Amen)
Upfront in the field on ultra attacking, we're winning the league (Gang)
Step on streets whenever it’s beef, more time it's them that bleed (Some dickheads)
I ain't got no patience, pray for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed (Bu-bu)
I ain't got no patience, pray for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed (Amen)

[Verse 2]
Got teeth droppin’ out one-by-one like it's leavin' a toddler's gum (Bu-bu)
Ain't leavin' a toddler's mouth, it's leavin' a clip that's stuck in my gun (Mums)
Know we ain't playin' fair when we go on rides, I find that fun
Two got hit in the headie, how can we lose when we already won? (Dumb)
Just juice, gave 'em five, how's he alive? (Splash)
Bro gave him seven and sent him to Heaven, went up but got revived
Pull up at they vids, ain't calling it Beckham, ain't bending our knives
Grievous bodily harm or higher, I'm praying a pagan dies

[Chorus]
Upfront in the field on ultra attacking, we're winning the league
Step on streets whenever it's beef, more time it's them that bleed
I ain't got no patience, pray for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed (Amen)
I ain't got no patience, pray for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed (Amen)
Upfront in the field on ultra attacking, we're winning the league
Step on streets whenever it's beef, more time it's them that bleed
I ain't got no patience, pray for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed
I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans, man gets smoked like weed (Amen)
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