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KITT
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Curren$y
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Spitta, what up (Yeah) Fraud, what up (Yeah) This that fly sh*t (Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches, baby) Right up my alley (We smoking weed in it) (La musica de Harry Fraud) She got the combination to the safe memorized Gathered the contents and slide We rehearsed the move like several times Don't hesitate when you inside, that's how many others died It's a lot that come with this life Big money, cars, take dangerous rides Living like stars, millionaires pushing the line Passed out before I got a chance to pray to God and ask him to let us survive Eastside New Orleans, Trans-Am slide Supersport Camaro's, Corvettes and foreigns in a line Quarantine made it harder to stunt But I'm still finna order new wheels from my truck I been prepared for some sh*t like this, been saving up And I'm still stackin' while my brand new tires scratchin' For my son, I'm settin' a player ass example Show that boy how cool his daddy is b*t*hes call me daddy too, but she not my kid She call you about the phone bill, buy her a new fridge She call me to feel it in her ribs The four settings on my wrist, presidential with no diamonds, b*t*h Front of the plane where you can't sit Acquired what you can't get Password required for entrance, we can tell you ain't a member here Fishing for styles in a recycle bin, yeah
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