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Bright light shining all bright on the
Whip the Cadillac, panoramic, no
Old Chevy '55 granddaddy
Gotta throw some salt on it, 'cause you 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 didn't to it to yourself, tragic
Hope you throw away what we established
you wouldn't turn your back on your family
The way a nigga look 'round here, they a you
Word from your motherfucking brother, nigga
I just wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you
Coming through the cut like an known reaper
to get straight finnesed, trynna get a little cheaper
Hold on to that clip like a doped up
Girl hang on that strip with a four desert

Nothing but a bad bitch in some red bottoms
And where ya at? Heard that the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Land Rover through the West (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll your peripheral
It's a full in the middle of the day
Got wolves out, rock a little Cartier
Got the trap jammed packed The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they birthday
Tell them young grind
'Fore you gon' knock down
And gon' shoot, then shoot something
We better hear 'bout shit on the news or something
We better hear 'bout this shit on the or something
Man down over
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 wanna talk, but we say nothing
True to these clips, won't say nothing
Niggas true to clips, niggas won't say nothing

Had the parkay out the Pyrex
High definition glass on my pinky
Niggas in the water, no paddle
Niggas to walk with my shadow
Bought a on the bezel, I'm a well known rebel
Told a young Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
Told a nigga Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
You can this off and I can kick it acapella
We work the front street where said "Don't go"
We went
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 red bottoms
And where ya mans at? that the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Land Rover through the West (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll take peripheral
It's a moon in the middle of the day
Got wolves out, rock a little Cartier
Got the trap packed like The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next
Tell them young grind
'Fore you gon' knock someone
And they shoot, then shoot something
We better 'bout this shit on the news or something
We better hear 'bout shit on the news or something
Man over yonder
Young through holding on the K like a drummer
They took a boss out nigga, no wonder
Niggas getting crossed out nigga, no
Hoes getting X'd out and we on
The police wanna talk, but we won't say
True to these clips, niggas won't say
Niggas true to clips, niggas won't say nothing