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please, x2
This feel like the entire world collapsed

[Hook: Lil
Uh, This yellow tape shit
They keep out of it
We sold like 8 bricks
We running out of it
This our fucking bitch
Run yo' ass up out of it
This gun with eight clips
Shoot I run out of it
Work, Work, Work, I got it (x3)
I got it (x2)

1: Fat Joe]
This yellow tape shit, me I'm 'bout to go ape shit
Got eight chicks on eight molly's and they about to take eight
Dice game, eight trips, got a Houston Rocket from J
She get it poppin, I'm a send her shopping and that even my main bitch
invasions, live action, smoker Joe, I'm high jacking
Wrote the dope had my dough, I'll be there, Jacksons
Sin City, K.O.D., Thousand all in one's
jacket, Versace shoes, Versace shades, I got a Thousand son's
Mama you the shit pay your car note
Why you fucking with him? Even his car
We Balmain's down to the cargo's
Your so thirsty, Murcielago

Lil Wayne]

[Verse 2: A$AP
Call me I'm a bad ass, Harlem world like Baghdad
through with a black flag and Supreme Vans, the Half Cabs
Bitches on that Pad-ad, Fuck her her fat ass
I get-gets my licked, my friends hit (That's trap trap)
What the fuck you mean, I be sitting clean lean
Alexander Wang, that's the jeans, triple beam
When I serve the fiends, hit you with the beam chopper
Leave a nigga fucking with the team, magazine
Choo-Choo that train go, drink slow, my chain
Soo-Woop or you True Blue, get your block yellow taped though
Eight bricks get it off
Yeen' Ho Yeen' [You ain't know]
Range Rove or the roll, I shoot-shoot then change clothes

[Hook: Lil

[Verse 3: Montana]
You know we loaded with them choppers by the boy
you talk about that work, you niggas unemployed
White work, I got it, work, I got it
Two chains, your titty ho, damn right I got it
Just copped about eight bricks, just copped eight whips
Copped work from Saint Nick, your whole like eight nicks
Smoke loud and keep it quiet, let that money talk
Get that brown bag and I skate off I'm Tony Hawk
drop my top back, your bitch look, I slide that
To the South and I pop that
She you for that ride back (Haan)
South Bronx we got it, Joe we got it
Black card no limit ho, damn we 'bout it
boy (Joe Crack)