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These bitches be the kid get on my motherfucking nerves I showed her my and they love me I'm smokin' that pack on Taliban on hoes Give a Xan to hoes Got em with they nose I on the beach off the avenue I came to your with revenue I put in work it was I slide on your ass in the 7 back on your bitch in a six trey Chevy, Mercedes I 'em comin' Fuck all these bitches I em' comin' I pull up now I'm parallel I hit your block them swangers My ain't nothin' but some bangers I sit in the trap the gangsters You don't come here 'cause it's dangerous I be hangin' around and I'm famous Gotta the trigger by my finger Hit her sideways when I her In the on a perc I was on a perc Had a stick on me, that's a Got your on me gettin' murked I up and that's confident I up in a drop 6 Ghost Royce and I pop shit I'm a dope boy with that trip I came in the game I had on me Got big with my bag with Act on me I'm single and shit and she on me I told em' I'm on my bachelor I get focused on and everything I just me a trip out to Africa See how we came the mud and the bottom, we did it I see how they countin' out Bet they ain't never gonna do it You see why these niggas be hatin', ignorin, I'm goin' in I was born to get this money in this of sin I bought up before got my dog on murder again See the fire out the ass on the Lamborghini When you say you a nigga do you really mean it I was sleepin' on the floor you shoulda seen how they treat me I pour the and pop pills so I can fight the demons
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These bitches be the kid it, it is what it is if you get hit you get hit I forget or forgive Told myself never I let nobody in Super just showed out And we just keep and servin' again and again and again and again I move the up, I'm reckless I'm Harlem shaking the pressure I might put Diddy on my shit I might fit you in on a Wednesday I'm not here for no pretend Just walked in with a girl making triple I'm making, what an entrance That's when you know a body Zone 6, know it's a body Kirkwood, they know a body Lil' Mexico it's a body Scooter in here the zombies Gucci get out it's a I might Quentin to Follies You hate life, just be honest I got the dash She want a picture all of my niggas that made the visual last But she too to ask I got my foot on their and my foot on the gas You remind me of a quarterback, that shit is all in the Esco and Boomin they got it on And I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the, I
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