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Say Drama thats on my momma, I serve them benihana
Set the numbers down they ate em up like paranahs
Swear I had the whole hood biting like iguanas
Had them tenders all lined up like the Mcdonald's
Up early thuggin cookin breakfast in my pajamas
Dropped a thousand but I 28 at least i'm honest
Man these niggas all on tracks all on wax
We don't wanna hear imagination just state facts
Nigga you didn't or you did just don't lie
Nigga either you was or you just don't lie
Use to cop them 3 at a time call that a trio
And if they short then fuck you to just i'm cee-lo
What you know about so bricks fill up a neo
Shit I meant neon run em back i'm Deon
Treat just like Pacqiuao they got a way in
Can't even come outside they gotta in
Ken put me off in the game i gotta then
Tryna get that playdo but nah i don't play
Gotta a case he calling your phone the connection
Hangup figurin it out bad reception
And you ain't gotta be a dectective just to it
Any nigga lie to your how you respect him
In the cussin the pot like my baby momma
The four way the right thats baby drama
Make me start deporting you niggas just like i'm
Any nigga play both he done it brasko
And I seen when I was makin them movies like Tarantino

Last time telling you shit bigger nino (bigger than nino)
Ask G-money spend it all night like the shit was free money
Like my My face on it like the was me money
If the dogs hit the bag then you its D-money
You know I run this shit like Marlow these Avon
Had my auntie selling that shit like it was
Yall know whats or whats fake thats old shake
What you call it when you whipping that thang vanilla
What you call it you whipping that thang vanilla smoothie
that shit with jump back vanilla oooo-weee
Snow is you bout niggas i'm like fuck no
Straight up outta low cast these niggas
And I don't give a fuck if its been bout 10 years I can come back 10 years and find
All I need trap life cross my belly a Makaveli coupe got pasta seats like spaghetti
Yall ain't ready clips long as machetes I said yall ain't clips long as machetes
Used to drive a 500 to could fuck the teacher
1st she said in the morning turn off your beeper
Excuse me miss i'm tryna P or Jay-Z if you think i'm missin out on money you crazy
And all these niggas talkin these apraise me
See i'm the one that made it straight it out the streets praise me
All I one way trap and thats hard and so I trap hard and that made me a trap god
Bow down and kiss the chucks of Bruce sell 10 mil tomorrow i'm still a D-boy
The Real Is