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I'm bout puttin on, ridin out
Glocks in my house
Front you with work
(I done front a work)
You say you want head up
But we don't fight brah
Catch you from your backside, then knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you a busted eye and busted mouth)
Nine pokin' out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row days you what this West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' tickle
Drivin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
Don't beef no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open your
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my niggas
Vice versa, eyes red from the kush I
person, got my middle finger on the trigger
With my little finger to you
I swear it's fuck all niggas
Except my

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

I spent a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the
I'm a buy a hundred bottles to give it to the bitches
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 from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim
And if homie ain't my homie than I it ain't love
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the with him
And if it's really good, why I die with em
when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
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

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

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die my finger on the trigger
I've grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't 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