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What's all the ting?
know my style, I'm a boss in this ting
Get your right, act right, don't act like
Big Fekky buss my ting
I get money, yeah, you that, king
and fly, yeah, you know my ting
And these wanna hate on the ting
Fuck 'em, they wasn't with us in the first

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

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

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

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