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Pinto
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Boldy James
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Mafia, what else 2-2-7 (Gang) Let’s get it (Ugh) Ran up a check on the outskirts, stacks all in my insoles Touring like a concert with them beans, I ain’t talking pintos Base rentals in the bike lane, stayed down, I was ten toes Only ate with my bloodline, Wuz and Nutty [ ? ] throwing big ‘bows (Yeah) On the east, 24 carat, Cutty throwing up big fours (Wow) On the outs, balling on a budget, fuck it, I’ma get them bricks sold In the kitchen with the Alchemist, cooking up, I’m in mix mode (Boldy) Wrist cold when I spin it up. niggas tented up, but I’m fishbowl Niggas tented up, but I’m fishbowl Keep that coke swimming in a fishbowl This that 20/20 Pyrex vision on the list, though (Work) Nigga say he bundled at the turnpike, I’m at, like, Ridge Road Now, the Rollie bust-bust, I ain’t talking Flipmode Said he on the 6-4, told him, “Meet me at the Citgo” On 7 and Littlefield, pint of Hi-Tech and a scrip of pills Niggas know I got the juice, niggas know it’s been the drill (Uh-huh) Niggas whipping Robitussin (What?), mixing it with Benadryl Get a brick of blow and cut it, hit it with the fentanyl Baby bottle spoiled up, I ain’t talking Enfamil (At all) If it ain’t sealed up, I’ma up-strick a deal (Up strap) ‘Fore I had a record deal, I was really in the field (You already know) For a little bit, enough, I could get a nigga spilled (Whoa) ‘Fore I had a fanbase, I was selling tan flakes Raking in the cash, tryna make sure that my mans straight (My guys) Now, everybody breaking bags, shook all of that dead weight Upgrading my stash, shaking that bag like I landscape (Been working) My lil’ brother SK gotta fight a fed case Whole lot of gang shit, and that’s without the handshakes (Ugh) Ran up a check on the outskirts, stacks all in my insoles Touring like a concert with them beans, I ain’t talking pintos Base rentals in the bike lane, stayed down, I was ten toes Only ate with my bloodline, Wuz and Nutty [ ? ] throwing big ‘bows On the east, 24 carat, Cutty throwing up big fours (Wow) On the outs, balling on a budget, fuck it, I’ma get them bricks sold In the kitchen with the Alchemist, cooking up, I’m in mix mode (Boldy) Wrist cold when I spin it up, niggas tented up, but I’m fishbowl (Mafia) Playing with them Icks out in Frisco (San Fran) Now we [ ? ] I was just on Skid Row Marching up Boylen, contra moved back to Jethro Phone slamming off a Virgin Mobile and [ ? ] Snatching niggas customers, scale kinda dusty Why y’all iggas in the county working for the police like a trustee? Forty-three AMG, it’s [ ? ] on the MP Alley-oop, it’s only us, but it’s really just me Skinny nigga, 6’3”, dining in at the Whitney Dream cruising up Woodward, candy paint, ’96 MB I been in the streets so long, shit, I’m dehydrated and exhausted On them hot blocks off of [ ? ], cold water running out the faucet Finna make it through the bull-frog, shit could take or it could fall I can press play, I can push pause with that mini-Drac’ and that bulldog Traffic in the tri-state level, bad bitch with a pie-face Now them hundreds stuck together like flypaper
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