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Runnin' runnin runnin runnin
Burial burial burial
Boy fuck and meet the funeral

Bad man make foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck gon shot clat yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and ina yo chest

Bad man don't make foon, wit da goon
Boy aroun gon shot clat yo doom
when we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and then ina yo

large, ina boy head
Go boss, go and now yo blood clat dead
You all the white, blood a run red
Yellow teeth, white chop, just dead
Me gun flex, unex, bullet in a
Broad day, big a night, we no take
We put boy to rest, we nah made
New York, I'm the risk

Bad man don't make foon, strap wit da
Boy fuck gon shot clat yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo and then ina yo chest

Bad man don't make foon, wit da goon
Boy fuck gon shot clat yo doom
when we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and then ina yo

I Folarin!
Yo lady the name tho
I'm in the lay do, felatio be out the grave
pesos, find me the boldest chick to say no
I can her font like my document space is way low
Shotta, a G like me be in no cheap Versace
Look at the watches, presidential, it kemosabe
Big timer, just being I be in Gabana
I'm from a town where youngins ass, speak ebonics
DC don't got no games, just beat the block up
And they rally at the bank 'cause they deposits, uh
Phones baby, will let no play me
Call lady, if Italian be Scorsese
I cut action, you rappers
Say you cut from a cloth, well that's a nut rag, a bomb's anchor
Shift, chief please weed, I em blowed
Every LP got a LB for flow

You can me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I snug
I correct, act wrong and get a slug
I see that you into money, well baby then me love
You can find me in the club, bottle of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I gotta
I wrote correct, act wrong and get a
I see that you and the money, well then show me love
You can me in the club

Jewelry all rocky, you how I be
Told you mo'fuckas' is in the I'm "Papi"
I got all type of fish, "ahi"
I got all type of bitches but I'm choosing cocky,
see me on the couch, see me out,
see me on your TV when you're in your house
I'm on BET, MTV
man I'm the hottest smokin' outta NYC
Self-made and self-paid, niggas stop me
I hand out, your hands out save me a peach
Man you spit Crystal in your face,
you can me now and tell how success tastes
Not bad it, mad want it,
nigga I bought the bar you at the bar
You should go DJ, play that new Troy Ave shit
Two with my weapon B-S be that clip

You can find me in the club, full of bub'
I gotta tec, inside I gotta snug
I wrote correct, act wrong and get a
I see that you into money, well baby show me love
You can me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Outside I tec, inside I gotta snug
I correct, act wrong and get a slug
I see that you and the money, well baby show me love
You can find me in the