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(Cook that sh*t up, Quay) My mama been told me don't give no poor performance And whatever you gon' do, just do it Never thought 'bout doin' music I was tryna build my phone up Contacts full of drug abusers Ridin' around with that Mexican, tryna figure out what my cousin doin' Prison with the 'migos, found out they was sellin' bricks Wish I would've knew that sh*t, I would've been lit Swear to God, since I was seventeen, I been hood rich I be at James Harden house, I'm all in Houston in the mix I'm talkin' 'bout spare time in New York, I buy floor seats to watch the Knicks And I don't even know no players I just wan' show off my new drip and put my chains in layers I might just stand up and go crazy, someone make the layup And we ain't squashin' sh*t for free, you n***as gotta pay us You n***as better pay up, yeah Know he might not beat it, I told the lawyer go for a lighter sentence I don't want know no problems with y'all n***as, y'all got women tendencies I don't gotta sell drugs no more, I'm bossed up, I got plenty business Ridin' 'round in that Lam' truck, I wreck this b*t*h, it ain't rented Givin' out my respect, get respect in every city n***as know I came up, but I came back through the slums with Diddy f**ked around and got plugged in, I'm buyin' that red Richard Mille Stay out my lil' brother business, just know that they gettin' millions Press the button right there to let the doors in Go hard all year, I don't care, I'm goin' all in This house, vibes everywhere, she callin' more friends My word or nothin', I ain't lyin', I cannot bargain Sippin' wockiana, come here, thotiana Let me bust you down, ah, yeah, yeah What kinda watch you wanted? Man, that's nothin', mami I'm not bein' funny, yeah, yeah, yeah I should've knew you was gon' rat the day you told me A hundred racks in all dubs, it ain't no foldin' me I ain't no puppet, I ain't with nobody controllin' me I go LeBron when it's crunch time, it ain't no holdin' me You got the Maybach, Benz truck, I'm tryna buy one I told lil' shawty just let bygones be bygones Tell the feds get off my d**k, I don't gotta buy guns They got the right one, yeah Press the button right there to let the doors in Go hard all year, I don't care, I'm goin' all in This house, vibes everywhere, she callin' more friends My word or nothin', I ain't lyin', I cannot bargain To let the doors in I'm goin' all in She callin' more friends I cannot bargain
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