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Yo, Fabolous strive for digits, even to get it
Niggas tell me nothin' dun, the 5 is kitted
For Dead Presidents any cat can get it
I walk around covered in ice like I survived a

Got enough chips to you wit' it
Pay off security at clubs, get my and knives admitted
I'm the that gets tried and acquitted
If my ain't wit' it I pull the four five and spit it

niggas run to the precinct and describe who did it
Come home and find the on their wives are slitted
I got on my side committed
To leave you and the splitted
With your brain inside fitted

Fabolous, the way to I.D. him is in a five BM
Puffin' sticky green 'till my eyes be
Operate with more chips IBM
Fuck with me, you make the news at PM

If ya'll see me gettin' locked it be drugs
If ya'll see on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing gotta be, it's gotta be thug

No info, I'm I'm it gotta be blood
If my earlobes are hangin', it be studs
If the bitch on her knees, it gotta be
If it's one thing it's gotta be, gotta be thug

Niggas don't wanna play around, they see how I do things
Swarm in a range, armed with two flames
play my joints, drop bombs like Hussein
Catch a cataracts, glance at the charm and new

I got coke in every part of Brooknam you name
want it, when you wave firearms their views change
End up havin' to move they moms to
Get ADT alarms and new

come in the club, under each arm is two dames
Buyin' bottles of Dom with his loose
Niggas hate me now 'cause I catch the of dimes
Flooded the hood Tre's the size of dimes

Ride through windows low, rims off the wheels
I'm in the game tryin' to get broken off with
Shove the gun in your mouth, have you off the steel
Niggas love the band, but the open off the grill

If see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If see chrome on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be

No info, if I'm leakin' it gotta be
If my earlobes are hangin', it be studs
If the bitch on her knees, it gotta be
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be

I'm ready to the haters and underestimaters
Hop in the truck, up on ya'll like escalators
Hit ya chest up, leave you to respirators
Bed talkin' to investigators

Now these ladies will do anything just to us
'Cause we skate around on ice escapaders
Dressed in Gators, in peace I'm haters
When police come for me, fly West to

Ridin' or dyin', niggas know I'm ridin' with
Smoke in the dash that I'm hidin' the lye in
My pockets is fat, ya'll accounts is on fast
I'm twenty, with on a M-Class

Just gimmie head it won't sweat your out
We tryin' to hear you out we tryin' to air you out
ya'll run to the stores and clear Clue out
'Bout to put in the truck, take the rearviews out
What

If see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If ya'll see chrome on the truck it gotta be
If I'm somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be gotta be thug

No info, I'm I'm leakin' it gotta be
If my earlobes are hangin', it gotta be
If the bitch on her knees, it be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be