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I'm talkin bout puttin on, out
Glocks in my house
Front you that work
(I done front a work)
You say you that head up
But we fight fair brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then Buddah stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a busted eye and mouth)
Nine milli pokin' out, 4 pokin' out
Death Row days show you what this West about

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
Jump in a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' tickle
Drivin' somethin' you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a ho my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my motherfuckin'
Vice versa, eyes red the kush I blew
White person, got my middle finger on the
my little finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all niggas
Except my

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my on the trigger
I've been outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I done a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the
She can like it on my
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and be lit up
you at the red light, have em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the ain't a damn thing change
me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin I claim blood
And if homie ain't my than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I been in the field on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
'Cause I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin all day with my niggas
And I goin' in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I just got 250 dollars for a verse, nigga
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas got no joints
Like a injured Chris Paul, you got no point
I just come through with a couple bossy
They get too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game then it's seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple pies bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a outta bitches
Bitches, my
I a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck,
My

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I goin' in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my