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Bright light all bright on the Bentley
the Cadillac, panoramic, no panties
Old school '55 granddaddy
Gotta throw salt on it, 'cause you know I'm getting at it
Throw the on it, then put it in traffic
Throw the sauce on it, got it out of Dallas
Hope you didn't to it to yourself, tragic
Hope you didn't throw what we established
Hope you turn your back on your family
The way a nigga look here, they a back-stab you
Word from your motherfucking brother, young
I just wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you
through the cut like an known grim reaper
'Bout to get straight finnesed, trynna get a cheaper
Hold on to clip like a doped up needle
Girl hang on that strip with a four nigga

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

Had the jumping out the Pyrex
High glass on my pinky finger
swimming in the water, no paddle
Niggas to walk with my shadow
Bought a bird on the bezel, I'm a known rebel
Told a young nigga Freeband,
Told a young nigga Freeband,
You can turn this off and I can kick it
We the front street where mama said "Don't go"
We there
Trap house at bomb with that crack, we went there
don't fuck with these fo' seeds
Niggas be telling these days, be telling these

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