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

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

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

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

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

I Folarin!
Yo lady know the tho
I'm in the lay do, be out the grave stone
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, call it
Big timer, just being I be in Gabana
I'm from a town where youngins slang ass, ebonics
DC don't got no games, just beat the block up
And they rally at the bank 'cause they deposits, uh
Phones baby, let no role play me
Call your lady, if be Scorsese
I cut action, you rappers
Say you cut from a different cloth, well that's a nut rag, a anchor
Shift, please weed, I keep em blowed
LP got a LB for each flow

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

Jewelry all rocky, you how I be
you mo'fuckas' is in the hood I'm "Papi"
I got all of fish, Peruvian "ahi"
I got all type of but I'm choosing ain't 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 thing smokin' outta NYC
and self-paid, niggas can't stop me
I out, your hands out like save me a peach
Man you spit Crystal in your face,
you can hate me now and how success tastes
Not bad it, mad want it,
nigga please I the bar you at the bar
You should leave go DJ, play that new Troy Ave
Two steppin' with my weapon B-S be that

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