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You niggas gon' learn a buckin'
D-boy squad buck a buckin' Boy

I'm in that phantom, for that gray poupon
Look at my arm bitch, ya see the charm
Sweet home Alabama, Yeah, I her
I still try to hug her even though she ain't my

Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but ain't left
See, I got enough heart to with Martin Luther King
Got them killers right by me and we can a party
If ya niggas try me, surprise

We got fireworks for ya
Pop the trunk ,get the gift inside lemme ya
Niggas that coke like a joke
A cocaine like a murder up in Copeland
Pick ya brain like a buncha flakes
Yeah, I put that weight down, now real estate

Tell me watcha 'bout me boy
That's me, mothafuckin' d-boy
me watcha know 'bout me boy
That's me, mothafuckin' d-boy
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go

If it ain't the me and my nigga don't write it
9 from the day my uncle man got indicted
I thank God for the hard times I suffer
He protect me like a Mother, now, I'm tuffer

Can't forget about you prof, I see ya
I'm at the everyday, I can't leave ya
I feel soul when I'm writing with the pen
Fuck what them niggas say you my till the end

Nigga save a spot for me, God I'm coming
Niggas killin' fo' that but they're leavin' here with nothing
If it a motherfucker, I'ma win it
As far as I'm concerned, no competition in it

me the gritty green 'cause I'm wanna lie
Now my mommy better thank what she got
get some shit, just got a new house
Congratulations 'cause ya son made a million with his