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Tell that pussy nigga take a look at what they done

I got runnin' through my veins
I put in my chains
Remain the same, change up, no mane
Most niggas change up for change
I'm just sayin' tell them pussy take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they created
the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, made bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past fuckin' bouncers
Tell the critics they talkin' 'bout the fuckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin'
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin' it

1]
Came the ground to the top, uh
I'm to rob you some rocks, uh
I'm to set up a shop, uh
I'm to buy back the block, uh
I got for the 'Wop, uh
First nigga me a knot, uh
I put keys in the pot, uh
She got on her crotch, uh
It's purple, but is not Watson, uh
I that bitch squirt, it's a thot, uh
I turn a lil to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, a mop, uh
Rob if he come out the box, uh
I got a tail on, a fox, uh
I'm that fire, fox, uh
My get wild, uh
Bloody on like a pastor
Cooking fish with no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me like Jerry Springer
I repent for my sins

I got runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my
Remain the same and up, no mane
Most these change up for change

2]
You keep and you get knocked off
I hate to say it but I'm for the pop off
Got lil' mama outta drum talkin' top
She said she ready, let's get it I got
I'm junk food, eat me up like mumbos
Beat it up, got me off the top rope
Beat it up, got me off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil shawty ain't cleaned out
I got my money up and I heard that you want
Nigga walkin', Michael Jackson moves
I got latitude, I got
And if you look up at the moon, you'll see my

I got runnin' through my veins
I put in my chain's
the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas up for change
I'm sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they done creating
Tell the whole look at what they done created
Tell the they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commandin' war, somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you gettin' past these fuckin'
Tell the critics that they talkin' the fuckin' founder
Tell I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin' faded
your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin' made it