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Alucify - 1shot Lyrics

[Verse 1: ahst]
Yeah, I’m with rich niggas playin- (Rich- Rich-)
Nigga talk on D- D- Discord, he get took off
I got dual fucking pistols like Laura Croft
Bitch- Pic- Get cropped
Glock stay in by my side like appendage (A- A-)
Bitch you sent a friend request, and it's pending
At the mall, and I'm finna go and spend-
Nigga weird, like, how are you defending?
I might put little shawty up in Fendi (Fen- Fen- Fen)
If you wanna fucking fight, bitch I’m ready (Yeah, I'm ready)
One shot, yeah, I'm aimin' for the heady
I’m with Sam, countin' cheese, countin' fetty

[Verse 2: fleamarkets]
Countin' cheese, I got bread like a deli
Bitch, we- Bitch, we got polеs, A- A- Ain't aiming for your belly
Ah, ah, I’m with ahst, I’m with alu, getting ready
How you- How you talkin' shit, whеn- when you know you drive a Chevy? (Sam, Sam)
No one likes you, you should kill yourself
Spotify check, got me feeling a new type of wealth
With your bitch, yeah, I’m going-
Watch your- Watch your words, I heard bullets ain't good for your health

[Verse 3: alucify]
Posted up on the Gram, sayin' that you got a gun (I love 652!)
I know that you lyin', when I pull up, you gon' run
Listen to your music, that shit trash, that b-b-b- buns
You ain't got no money, [?]
[?]
Bitch, you dumb [?]
[?]
Bitch, I got 30 guns, can’t control me yeah I’m done
Nigga, you a fuckin' faggot, [?]
Nigga don’t know how to thrift, steady looking like a bum
652, pull up with sticks, nigga, what's you o-o-on
And I'm posted up with unc, and we sipping on some rum
Bitch, I'm crazy off the shit, so if you see me, better run
Yeah, nigga better run
[Slowed outro: ahst, fleamarkets & alucify]
Yeah, I’m a rich nigga playing- (Rich- Rich-)
Nigga talk on D- D- Discord, he get took off
I got dual fucking pistols like Laura Croft
Bitch- Pic- Get cropped
Countin' cheese, I got bread like a deli
Bitch, we- Bitch, we got poles, aiming for your belly
I’m with ahst, I’m with Alu, getting ready
How you- How you talkin' shit, when you know you drive a Chevy?
Posted up on the Gram, sayin' that you got a gun
I know that you lyin', when I pull up, you gon' run
Listen to your music, that shit trash, that b-b-b- buns
You ain't got no money, [?]