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What's all the ting?
Niggas 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 know my
And these niggas hate on the ting
'em, they wasn't with us in the first place

Catch me on the road, that dough
That's my next brick I move that next O
Drive the whips, rock the best clothes
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 these niggas
If I make the call, everyting's a go, go, go
Cuh I used to be a
little nigga, dem chicks drew abuse to
Shit I've been through would send a nigga cuckoo
All that bad luck, Mum blamed it on
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 it's big and leather
Tag a quick [?] weather
Everyone's a G, everybody thinks clever
We don't a fuck, ain't expecting any better
Brandy on the rocks, brandy on the
Nigga, 'em how you're talking to a boss
I can a hit, I can take a loss
But I can't these fuckboys acting like they're us

What's all the gossiping
Niggas know my style, I'm a 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 know my
And these wanna hate on the ting
Fuck 'em, they wasn't with us in the first

Big and Mr Bu Bu Bang
Think you can run up on I bet you wouldn't, fam
Pitched like leap of man that's got that Buju Ban'
like 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
wan' call up her man, I give that pussy thanks
Quick little for man, I've got that pussy amped
Ooh, MAC shots to the spots
Yeah, I from cash flops to the jackpot
I went from dat to the Ascot
They call me Rap Dan, I'm the
I put the blap blap in the
Then put the rucksack in the spot
Look what the cat dragged, the cat got
We're that crack in the crackpot
All of the noise that niggas see
Call us them boys, a nigga D
And it already
Our street boppy as shit, and I'm already
Big whip, pop in the clip, I'm in the
Bait shit, boppity bip, I get 'em proper
wanna copy my shit and they forgot the chief
Man's eating food, I've got the copper teeth

What's all the ting?
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,
and fly, yeah, you know my ting
And these niggas wanna on the ting
Fuck 'em, wasn't with us in the first place