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No cap You know them pints come sealed, you connected (Real talk) Ayy, they don't like but they respect it (Yeah) 10k for breakfast, I like f**kin' up the extras (b*t*h) N***a with a d**k on him, baow Rap b*t*h, watch me stick on it, big homie (Yeah) Nothin' less than a brick on me (Yeah) Young n***a but I love f**kin' with them 80's Four pockets full, all these b*t*hes want a baby Dropped out of school, I was too much into money Shoes never laced, b*t*h you'll never see me runnin' Now lift that a** up (Yeah), b*t*h now drop it (Yeah) Why I'm in the hood, probably 'cause I'm coppin' (No, fool) Hellcat or a truck, it don't matter, I got options (Skrr) F**k her from the back, she love suckin' d**k sloppy (Ugh) Straight to Amiris, I was never into Robin's, at all My n***as get the party started without a DJ (Say what? Yeah) We on some gang sh*t, these n***as know how we play (Come on, yeah) She know lil' Poody run the game, this not EA (Come on) Record her suckin' d**k, just to keep it on replay (Ow, ow, ow, ow) She gon' do it for the 'Gram, a few likes and a couple views (Buss it down) But she got a twin sister, they bad as f**k, I'm like "Which one to choose?" (Ayy, ayy) No matter however we do it, no wrong or right, I cannot lose Say I'm livin' life, f**kin' on sight, when she see these blues, yeah I can tell she wanna f**k by how she lookin' Probably pay her rent, the only way to get the pu**y Life been kinda hard, she don't drink but she do bar Don't forget your shift tomorrow, might as well hire five I just blew a million on my momma, I'm not lyin' (On my momma) Heard she top four, heard the pu**y top five Reach for a chain, baow, shots fired I don't care, that ain't my bidness, I don't even play with n***as We [?], the corner store, [?] with two choppas (Yeah) You know some n***as who gon' spin, I got a few partners (Come on) I dropped the addy, just to see what he gon' do 'bout it (Sh*t) Yeah I'm the sickest with this sh*t, go get the flu doctor I'm fresh out of the dog pound, and went and copped the new collar A million dollar n***a won't even shoot a b*t*h two dollars (Yeah) But that ain't even it, remember my pockets full with lint (Ayy) I'm flexin like i'm bent, I hate to say but I'm full of sh*t (Yeah) Parked the Audi truck and went and copped the Range Rover (I swear) Yeah they two different truck, I think they got the same motor (Come on) The lil' b*t*h hit my line, told her pull up, and she came over (Yeah) I swear that b*t*h so dumb, she gave me head and left her brain over (Look, uh) He skipped a few counties, that n***a hidin', he went MIA (Pu**y) The coupe got no ceiling just like Lil Wayne, but we roll with dracs Aim the Glock for the curry, you think these b*t*hes, came from Golden State (Come on) These steppers, they veterans, gotta make sure that my soldiers straight
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