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[Chorus: Marlo &
Got a nigga caps
I'm servin' them bags, I run 'em all dog
on your bitch when you call dog
You a bitch through a bitch call log
And the Hi-Tech red, that's raw
Take a sip of that nigga, the pill down
He a gangster but a nigga still now
Fuck boy me how you still real now
I can hit my lawyer, get ten
Too for you try to be real now
Soup coupe, switch lanes now
I pull up to the show Balmained
Copycat try to have the sound
up good dope, run the J's out
Pull up with a stick, put a bullet in his
Never cashin' in, the cash route

1: Marlo]
And sold out dates got a nigga back in they bag
You reach for the cash and I bust at ass
And I was just on Act
Got a bustdown cuban choker, mink gotta match
Bitch say she wanna fuck me, no strings
And I was gettin' fresh just to work in the
When the trap came, nigga got in the map
And don't on phones, nigga workin' that tap

2: Gunna]
Niggas owe the mob, pay they tab
Whole lot of money, gotta keep my
Tried to stop syrup but a nigga relapsed
my gang like a motherfuckin' frat
I don't love a ho, I can get attached
Gave ass a loan and you better bring it back
Push up on your ho, she was lookin' like a
Niggas play tough 'til a nigga get
All the coupes fast, nigga might as drag
Hundred thousand cash in the bag
Pull up in hood nigga, I don't need a pass
All hundreds, got these fuck niggas mad
a lil nigga, ain't have to use mags
Two-hundred twenty, nigga had to do the
Killin' all you bullies, you bad to the bad
Marlo Coogi with two hundred on the dash

[Chorus: Marlo &
Got a nigga caps
I'm servin' bags, I run through 'em all dog
Fuckin' on your bitch when you dog
You a bitch goin' through a call log
And the red, that's real raw
Take a sip of that nigga, the pill down
He a gangster but a still squeal now
Fuck boy me how you still real now
I can hit my lawyer, get ten
Too for you try to be real now
truck coupe, switch lanes now
I pull up to the show down
Copycat try to have the sound
Cooked up dope, run the J's out
Pull up a stick, put a bullet in his mouth
Never cashin' in, took the cash