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2] Been trapping out grandma Had junkies knocking all at house Told they ass down You get me in trouble, I'm only 16 now Now I'm grown as And I got my own 'Bout to bring a D, sold shit out my own house Bought a keys, sold that shit out my own house Should see how I'm now Riding in a Rarri, riding fast Hop in that mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing dash Naw baby, I ain't gon' All I do is ride Nascar Niggas take that that far Shooting them like Rambo Loaded up with ammo With a suitcase full of that
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