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[Verse 1: Chris
Niggas bang in the squad, don't wanna put the work in
Say you my money, scared of fame, better murder then
See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor
Mask, identify the burglaries
But we know you up the confidential information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, that's a fit
wanna hate on a slick money makin' mitch
Love takin' pussy niggas hoes and 'em the D
OHB, it nothin' for me to buy a bitch
Real paper, I never gotta lie to bitches
Even niggas with them killers my ma religious
All my bitches pussy with good intentions
Roll the dice, yeah 3, they my triplets
I ain't fuckin' with lame hoes that look suspicious
But I'm fuckin' with the main hoe that delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, give that bitch the

[Hook: Chris
Rollin' up the bud, yeah that a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Ducks
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we fuck the party up

2: Young Blacc]
I'm turnt up and they know that, poked up Funk Flex
45 in that 12 and I'm posted up in that 4 hat
See this nigga, gold rap, kill a nigga then go rap
Talkin' 'bout that Draco, one call, that's a snatch
it to a nigga if you really want it
Bitch coppin' and appeals, hit me in the
Ha, a lyin' by theyself
I'm talkin' 'bout who killin', dyin' by theyself
You say we from the hood, well I see your hat
And I never seen movin' in a hoover hat
Ha, switchin' sides, you confused I'm famous
We all OG nigga, tell me what his is
Get weight up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4 place
still puttin' big drugs on the interstate
No name, that's knock out, pea wanna Glock out
need a pass the light niggas, this my house

[Hook: Chris
Rollin' up the bud, yeah bitch a dog
Yeah, we the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your up
All ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we fuck the party up

3: Young Lo]
Yeah, my whole supreme, grew up in the crack 80's
Still got the on it, get your 4 in the baby
Out the mud, drugs with my nigga Hoody Baby
the ice in the pot, now it's back to back 'cedes
See I'm all about the check, reppin' Tex
Still rep the sex, mile high, Luigi on the jet
50 in these Balmains, this a from the lanes
Yeah, I'm geeked up, mixin' up the mollys the Xans
And I'm stingy the Act, keep the red from my bitches
We pop a half a Perc, I'm on that, even on a Skittle
And the tongue gon' work, play that pussy like a
Bet you I can make you squirt, have face all in the pillow

[Hook: Chris
Rollin' up the bud, that bitch a dog
Yeah, we the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got them in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the up