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[Intro: Ross]
to coast instrumental
Red and what it do I see you
Chi-town all my GD's it ain't nothing but nigga
Maybach is deeper than the rap nigga

[Verse 1: Rick

I don't know murs but I know
I bet a new firs I know all you niggas first
Fake guys it ain't even in your blood
Sex money all them niggas give me love
Out in all them G's get cabbage
Just indicted dough gave 'em pin status
on these rappers undercover faggots
And I brought some work with me for the questions they askin'
Masarati blue it match the denim in the
Make haters smile but that 11 laughin'
Fuck a few
a few celebs
Fuck it fly a
we the best
Hoes text
I wanna talk
Got the burner in the winter in the of New York
Better hear the facts cause it's than the rap
I got people that eat your way cheaper this stack
Mob
See the code
I don't say shit
I'm Ecko
I'm so
And no contest
I sold fake in my own complex
Before ya a star come and join the mob
You know the rules wack a and you get a newer car
Ya girl wanted bling but ya girl a fling
I'm a that boy when that girl was ya thing

[Verse 2: Ecko]
Breitling links and rings nothing to me
Everyday another say what they gonna do to me
Please I'm chillin' with my booya trap
Niggas a who where what
Not niggas
Got me up
coup or trucked up
Head shoota run up on ya blank buck buck
a blog my cars a hundred large
Put ya ass in a bag ask if a problem
Boy
I ain't move a thumb a soo-woo dumbin' one in the head
I from ya neck down numbin
I gotta now
Told my young boy I my steal down
Started with a steer
Ended up front page everybody in the warehouse
My alibi Ross the courts know my whereabouts
by many loved by few
I'm Bentley til they get me I don't care about you bro
I'ma do me if I ain't my ass shankin'
I ain't 50 but yayo keep my bucks bankin'
That's the game to a new squad
New cash touch my ass lose arm
Shout out to the flaggin' on the left side
Brought my fortunes to New York villa on the west
Condo on Beach
Ballin' like Heat
Everybody trip you see runnin' Miami streets