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Get Jumped
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Asian Doll
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Bankroll Got It Look, wait, had to stack my bread up, huh G-Locks and Berettas, bro might blow, don't wanna let him, huh Wrist said it's 2.5 For the line 'member it was 2.5 For the dime, ain't have 2.5 At the time, now it's 2.5 for a rhyme, huh Shoutout to my pops, most my mother Mommy, you did everything, but pop showed me no other Show me how to stay down, if they play it, don't play around No 9m, it's K-Round We laid up, don't lay down, ayy I cannot f**k with a goofy, huh I cannot f**k with a lame, huh Little bro said he gon' do me, he must be dumb in his brain He must not know all my n***as got unlimited aim Have my lil bro off that score, he give a f**k 'bout the fame Get to the money, I rack up, huh Doot-doom, I'm f**king her back up N***a be lame playing for the lackers Can't go broke, won't happen, no I wanna be, let's bankroll I got a chop', came with a scope Buddy gon' rob, but you a hoe N***a, I'm still, still, pause Ayy, said opps b*t*h lacked, we jumped her Boom boom, beat a b*t*h unconscious These n***as be trash and dumpster Geekin', tweaking, f**ked up the function Wanted a drill and he pa**ed me the knot Never tell on my n***a, no crank, he a thot Never cheat on my n***a, in love with the Glock Can't fight a lil b*t*h, so invest in the chop Ayy, wanna be down with the gang so bad, these b*t*hes be going out sad 187, get shoot through your mask How you gon' beef when you know where we at? Opps jump, b*t*hes run N***as gun, catch your son We don't do no 1-on-1 Just me and my Tommy gun And I'm better, pu**y wetter, diamonds ice cold I rock Prada on my coat, so I put Prada on my toes Don't invite me to no parties, I be takin' n***as hoes If he think that I'm a player, I let this choppa wipe his nose Look, wait, had to stack my bread up, huh G-Locks and Berettas, bro might blow, don't wanna let him, huh Wrist said it's 2.5 For the line 'member it was 2.5 For the dime, ain't have 2.5 At the time, now it's 2.5 for a rhyme, huh Shoutout to my pops, most my mother Mommy, you did everything, but pop showed me no other Show me how to stay down, if they play it, don't play around No 9m, it's K-Round We laid up, don't lay down, ayy Said opps b*t*h lacked, we jumped her Boom boom, beat a b*t*h unconscious These n***as be trash and dumpster Geekin', tweaking, f**ked up the function Wanted a drill and he pa**ed me the knot Never tell on my n***a, no crank, he a thot Never cheat on my n***a, in love with the Glock Can't fight a lil b*t*h, so invest in the chop
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