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10Fifty, I love you

Real OG's
Smokin' stunner blunts, we ain't rollin' OG
Chanel purse, got rolls on wrist
Racks in my pants, call it bread on me
Thirty in the clip, shootin' like Ali
They killed the whole woods just to find me a mink
Atlanta break the whole climate
I can change a b*t*h so kindly
Your b*t*h is a freak, can't control that
Stuck tryna dodge all the Kodaks
Killin' these n***as, need a casket (Let's go)
Buy the world, I don't need a basket
Stood my all on it, I deserve royalty
Is it worth to be major league?
I went through pain for this
Just for some recognition

Went up and lil' shawty got vibes in the safe
Deebo independent so he copped a big Wraith
If she want bags, that money I wait
She gon' bring it back and Big Slime the man
Bodies droppin' in your street like lead
I don't want your ho, lil' bro, come get her
Keep disrespectin' slime, yeah, that my lizard
Loud weed stink, it smell like gizzard
Thick red b*t*h, I call her Bentley
And she dress it right up like we came from Gala
Big Cuz in the back and he pourin' up doses
I'ma make the boss run this like a runner
Real OG's
Smokin' stunner blunts, we ain't rollin' OG
Chanel purse, got rolls on wrist
Racks in my pants, call it bread on me
Thirty in the clip, shootin' like Ali
They killed the whole woods just to find me a mink
Atlanta break the whole climate
I can change a b*t*h so kindly
Your b*t*h is a freak, can't control that
Stuck tryna dodge all the Kodaks
Killin' these n***as, need a casket (Let's go)
Buy the world, I don't need a basket
Stood my all on it, I deserve royalty
Is it worth to be major league?
I went through pain for this
Just for some recognition

All the cap gon' stop
The reason I went tatted Hood Baby on my body
'Cause I really know I came from nothing
Every day I sit and count my blessings
If they play with blessings we sending some missiles
Let 'em know how they feelin' 'bout me
Every time they be talking, feel like Christie
Smokin' loud, feel like my heart done beatin'
Got cords in the feet from wearin' new Celine
Let all my problems go, let all my problems go
He try me, bust his cantaloupe
We better see, you don't know nose
Real OG's
Smokin' stunner blunts, we ain't rollin' OG
Chanel purse, got rolls on wrist
Racks in my pants, call it bread on me
Thirty in the clip, shootin' like Ali
They killed the whole woods just to find me a mink
Atlanta break the whole climate
I can change a b*t*h so kindly
Your b*t*h is a freak, can't control that
Stuck tryna dodge all the Kodaks
Killin' these n***as, need a casket (Let's go)
Buy the world, I don't need a basket
Stood my all on it, I deserve royalty
Is it worth to be major league?
I went through pain for this
Just for some recognition

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