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What's all the ting?
Niggas know my style, I'm a in this ting
Get your right, act right, don't act like
Big Fekky never buss my
I get money, yeah, you know that,
and fly, yeah, you know my ting
And these wanna hate on the ting
Fuck 'em, they wasn't with us in the first

me on the road, getting that dough
That's my brick when I move that next O
the best whips, rock the best clothes
Watch me bag a bad bitch, take her to my show
[?] a bit of
Cut down trees and I shovel up
Ain't say much, most these niggas know
If I the phone call, everyting's a go, go, go
Cuh I to be a used-to
That little nigga, dem chicks drew to
Shit that I've been through would send a nigga
All bad luck, Mum blamed it on voodoo
Now 2 2, man had to two food
Couple bags, one and two Qs
Me and F hit the strip like some cool
The strip, darg, I'll you how to move food
Now big whips and leather
Tag a quick chick [?]
Everyone's a G, everybody thinks clever
We don't give a fuck, ain't any better
Brandy on the rocks, brandy on the
Nigga, watch 'em how you're talking to a
I can take a hit, I can a loss
But I can't take these acting like they're us

What's all the gossiping
Niggas know my style, I'm a boss in ting
Get your facts right, act right, act like
Big Fekky never my ting
I get money, yeah, you know that,
Flashy and fly, yeah, you my ting
And these niggas hate on the ting
Fuck 'em, wasn't with us in the first place

Big and Mr Bu Bu Bang
you can run up on man? I bet you wouldn't, fam
Pitched like whole leap of man that's got Buju Ban'
Switch put it on man, I want that footage, man
Bitch Polly and Pam, they got their pissy pants
Bitch, palm of my hand, I've got that pussy
Bitch wan' up her man, I give that pussy thanks
Quick little party for man, I've got that amped
Ooh, MAC shots to the spots
Yeah, I went from cash flops to the
I went from dat block to the
They me Rap Dan, I'm the mascot
I put the blap blap in the
put the rucksack in the stash spot
Look what the cat dragged, the cat got
We're that crack in the crackpot
All of the noise that never see
us them boys, a nigga heavy D
And it seems
Our street as shit, and I'm already beans
Big whip, pop in the clip, I'm in the
Bait shit, boppity bip, I get 'em proper
Fakes copy my shit and they forgot the chief
eating everyone's food, I've got the copper teeth

What's all the ting?
Niggas my style, I'm a boss in this ting
Get your facts right, act right, act like
Big never buss my ting
I get money, yeah, you that, king
and fly, yeah, you know my ting
And these niggas wanna hate on the
Fuck 'em, wasn't with us in the first place