you at the bank making up bars bout guns that youll l never let ring bitch
And youre a teller by day, so if shit pops off, its your job to sing, snitch
Youve got rawns wrists you scrawny prick, only Recoil you manage is the magazine, prick
You get off work and make up war stories about cuts you got from the cash machine, bitch
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KNOW YOUR MAKER BEFORE YOU'RE MADE TO
I know the ledge, his sister's a jumpoff
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