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Yeah, yeah Steppin' on this sh*t, slidin’ on that sh*t Praise the Lord, baby Yeah, money in the church pot Your nephew work for me, got bundles in his church socks Big bunny rabbit, I drop a package, my youngins down to slide Shot up your Escalade, I bought 'em all, Playstation 5 They hold you for three days if you a suspect for a recent murder You get released if they don't find a witness or the burner Guess that’s why Chapo dug the tunnel and smoked all the workers Namu Myōhō Renge Kyō, my coca do the Tina Turner Kyrie Irving, Uncle Fred had his strap to the head Better get that boy to the doctor before them bullets spread Hit that n***a twice, he was leakin', but is he dead or not? Followed him to the hospital, shoot it out in the parkin' lot My nuts dropped, first I got money and then the power b*t*h, I'm in this sh*t, like Burberry shirts at baby showers Shot these kids on her face, give yo' wifey a baby shower East side is the army, go get you a navy tower, what's up, b*t*h? Kane train, n***a, I'ma keep this sh*t movin', f**k it Kane, let’s go (Haha, yo)
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