Shut It

Get on the club, drop you in blue
 Yes with the evil green I saw on low
 Ain't got no business, no feelings
 No witnesses, the part of me still watch-
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 Ayy, huh, I go click-clack, metal on my hip, bitch
 Heavy with the metal, money coming by the digits
 Fuck it up, give me some
 Heavy-hitting Jane, don't hit the blunt
 She be sucking on my dick before y'all kissin'
 Never been the same since I saw the roof missin'
 Goin' up in the cut
 .40 round rifle hit the door, don't shut it
 Said, "Don't shut it, bitch, keep coming"
 I got hella bands, and my bank stay flooded
 Do you wanna dance? Might dance, say "Fuck it"
 And the Louis V stays on when we fuckin'
 Bitch, talk, just cut it, end of discussion
 Got big bands, I know that you doesn't
 You a tough man, but my Glock got you runnin'
 I'm tryna understand why yo' bitch keep suckin'
 Got my Louis V stained by yo' bitch
 I might fuck with the Glock, we in the whip
 I two-faced my watch, can't hear it tick
 I might hit a one-two like Chris B. did, ayy
 I never been broke since I made these hits
 And I'm in the back seat with your bitch, I kiss
 And I'm laying in the sun where the blissfulness
 And I'm laying in the sun where the blissfulness
 'Cause I got a uh, I got a uh
 I got yo' bitch, got case in the trunk
 Candid, I'm uh, can I just uh?
 I keep a gun, I got a uh
 'Cause I got a uh, I got a uh
 I got yo' bitch, got case in the trunk
 Candid, I'm uh, can I just uh?
 I keep a gun, I got a uh
 (I got a uh, I got a uh, I got a uh, I got a uh, yeah)
 (I got a uh, I got a uh, I got a uh, yeah)
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 I go click-clack, metal on my hip, bitch
 Heavy with the metal, money coming by the digits
 Fuck it up, give me some
 Heavy-hitting Jane, don't hit the blunt
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 'Cause I got a uh, I got a uh
 I got yo' bitch, got case in the trunk
 Candid, I'm uh, can I just uh?
 I keep a gun, I got a uh
 'Cause I got a uh, I got a uh
 I got yo' bitch, got case in the trunk
 Candid, I'm uh, can I just uh?
 I keep a gun, I got a-