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This shit for my uncle

Here's a dome shot to nigga named Otis
Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you just the
Niggas be chasing they youth but gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga aint wanna put you on
And he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't wear John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac
Who run the world?
Will Kelly come and be my Motivation
If you invented swag then I gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the is now in danger
And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you aint sayin' nada
Lil white bitch stay in ya place
You me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya face
a stick up bitch

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it

Call Khaled, him F-ck it, I'm on one
I created Tyler, the
go courtside seats
You are now watching the
blocking the haters
Stays the layers
The Show On
Til I start aiming the
And Lupe'll souffle half you
Its the Drew league, I don't speak about the Rucker
Jennifer Lopez just got a divorce and I already got her up in the Porsche
Tryna you How To love
How To
Marc too short (bitch)
Look how that nigga
And I'm 6 7 foot 8 foot Crooks and Castles
All my niggas with castles
Red Nation graduation yeah with tassels
a party, it's a party, it's a party
Sittin up in Marvins Room, blowing that
You hit it, so put ya hands up in the air

(So put your up in the air)
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

I got the money up in the rubber
run up on me, try to take it from me (boom)
I Morris Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I give you 9 shots, you can call Fifty
Dre got that Super Bass I just it Nicki
Working on that Detox, blowin on that
Can I hit it In The
Better be a
Gotta hard, Ace, Tunechi and Ricky
Waves Ocean, you can see my Odd Future
You gon need more than after I shoot ya
I went to Coachella not to see Jigga
I to see Wiz but theres Amber, perfect
I a seat on the red futon
Hit it with Wiz shit on, whatever
So put pussy on my face
and let me taste, a little
eat it up like it's my last
I'ma do it different, she aint gettin no cash
You know I'm Not A Star
lied I got a chppper in the car, huh
That a lie

(So put your up in the air)
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it