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Bright light shining all on the Bentley
Whip the Cadillac, panoramic, no
Old Chevy '55 granddaddy
throw some salt on it, 'cause you know I'm getting at it
Throw the fork on it, then put it in
the sauce on it, got it flying out of Dallas
Hope you to it to yourself, that's tragic
Hope you throw away what we established
Hope you wouldn't turn back on your family
The way a nigga look 'round here, a back-stab you
Word from motherfucking brother, young nigga
I just wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you
Coming through the cut an known grim reaper
'Bout to get finnesed, trynna get a little cheaper
Hold on to clip like a doped up needle
Girl hang on that with a four desert nigga

Nothing but a bad little bitch in red bottoms
And where ya mans at? Heard that the got 'em
I see you cruise the Land Rover through the side (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll take peripheral
It's a full in the middle of the day
Got them wolves out, a little Cartier
Got the trap packed like The Masquerade
Know a few ones ain't gon' see they next birthday
Tell young niggas grind
'Fore you gon' knock down
And they gon' shoot, then something
We better hear 'bout this on the news or something
We better 'bout this shit on the news or something
Man down yonder
Young came through holding on the K a drummer
They done took a boss out nigga, no
Niggas getting out nigga, no wonder
getting X'd out and we on ganja
The wanna talk, but we won't say nothing
True to these clips, niggas won't say
true to these clips, niggas won't say nothing

Had the parkay jumping out the
High definition glass on my finger
swimming in the water, no paddle
Niggas trying to walk with my
a bird on the bezel, I'm a well known rebel
Told a young nigga Freeband,
Told a young Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
You can this off and I can kick it acapella
We work the street where mama said "Don't go"
We there
Trap house at with that crack, then we went there
Shawty don't fuck with fo' seeds
Niggas be telling these days, be telling days

Nothing but a bad little bitch in some red
And where ya mans at? Heard the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Rover through the West side (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll your peripheral
It's a full in the middle of the day
Got them out, rock a little Cartier
Got the trap jammed packed The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they birthday
them young niggas grind
'Fore you gon' knock someone
And they gon' shoot, shoot something
We better hear 'bout shit on the news or something
We better hear 'bout this shit on the or something
Man down yonder
Young came holding on the K like a drummer
They done took a out nigga, no wonder
getting crossed out nigga, no wonder
Hoes X'd out and we on ganja
The wanna talk, but we won't say nothing
to these clips, niggas won't say nothing
Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say