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What's all the gossiping
Niggas know my style, I'm a boss in this
Get facts right, act right, don't act like
Big Fekky 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, they wasn't with us in the place

Catch me on the road, getting dough
That's my next brick when I move next O
Drive the best whips, the best clothes
Watch me bag a bad bitch, take her to my show
[?] a bit of
Cut trees and I shovel up snow
Ain't gotta say much, these niggas know
If I make the call, everyting's a go, go, go
Cuh I used to be a
That little nigga, dem chicks abuse to
Shit that I've been through would a nigga cuckoo
All bad luck, Mum blamed it on voodoo
Now 2 2, man had to move two
Couple bags, one and two Qs
Me and F hit the strip like some dudes
The strip, darg, I'll show you how to move
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, on the rocks
Nigga, watch 'em how talking to a boss
I can take a hit, I can take a
But I can't take these fuckboys like they're us

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

Big Hollowman and Mr Bu Bu
you can run up on man? I bet you wouldn't, fam
Pitched whole leap of man that's got that Buju Ban'
Switch put it on man, I want that footage, man
Bitch like Polly and Pam, they got their pissy
Bitch, palm of my hand, I've got that stamped
Bitch wan' call up her man, I that pussy thanks
little party for man, I've got that pussy amped
Ooh, MAC shots to the crack
Yeah, I went from flops to the jackpot
I went from dat to the Ascot
They call me Rap Dan, I'm the
I put the blap in the rucksack
put the rucksack in the stash spot
Look the cat dragged, what the cat got
We're cooking that crack in the
All of the that 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
Bait shit, boppity bip, I get 'em cheap
Fakes wanna my shit and they forgot the chief
eating everyone's food, I've got the copper teeth

What's all the gossiping
Niggas my style, I'm a boss in this 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 wanna hate on the ting
'em, they wasn't with us in the first place