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Can't be fucked with records (Tryna see my young nigga, he comin' from) (Comin' from) You know who started this shit (Part two) Gettin' that money, gettin' that bread Free my niggas out the feds We don't love no bitches Money on six, everything I do for my gang And I came from the trenches, throwin' up six Want me to fall in love? I can't Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on Neff Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on Rob Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on Rece Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on mine Big ol' Drac', full of that iron Wanna get killed? Cross that line Fours forever, don't fuck with no fives Cost at least ten hundred more, my line Big ass house, big ass couch Put this FN in that big ass mouth R.I.P. Neff from Mac to south Youngin' gon' step evеry time a nigga play Big Nicki on me, nigga, featuring Drakе Bow, bitch, get down First thing they say when a nigga get found, "How?" Why? 'Cause, bitch, I'm a four-year and we don't fuck with fives The last nigga played with us got fried I spin back and dump everything out for Rob I still miss my niggas, miss my killers, miss my mama Miss my daddy, two-tone Patek when I chill Run off, you won't get killed Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on Neff Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on Rob Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on Rece Nigga, on Tank, nigga, on mine
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