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Don G did it I'm finna slide this ho Lean in my Crush I got lean in my?Crush I?got lean in?my Crush (I got pink in my?rush) Lil Raw, he back in the bunk (No cap, thirty-four for the jump) (Yeah, slide my way I wanna borrow your face) You gotta watch what you say (You gotta move out of state), hey Play with these racks and packs (I had a rack attack) He said he got your back (Hit him with Ricky pack) I creep lower than Lambos, pull up with ammo Hit your street, chopper louder than Elmo Hoodie on, Glock tight, walkin' down Ford Road Who duckin' what for? (I'm droppin' locos) I'm still with the business I'm still with the drillin', I'm still with the hittin' I'm gettin' these millions But I shift gears and pull up and blitz you Your mama gon' miss you She all on her knees, she need her some tissue Just look in the mirror And go ask yourself do you really want issues? Smooth lick, don't you try to be hero Still gon' f**k if she f**ked on my kinfolk My hair rough patch like I slept on a Brillo Got my nut, what the f**k is you here for? Runtz OG, you can smell through the front door I'm gettin' high, boy, your a** better hit low Up this b*t*h, boy, your a** better get low Can't vibe with your kind, you n***as be lyin' Rare human, b*t*h, I'm one of a kind No statements, I ain't droppin' no dimes I don't think with my d**k, I think with my mind Depending on the time, I ain't even lyin' She wanna give me the pu**y, I ain't even much tryin' I ain't wearin' no jewelry unless it's mine I ain't got no Rollie but I'm knowin' that I'm still on time So much on my mind, gotta roll up in it I got lean in my Crush (I got pink in my rush) Lil Raw, he back in the bunk (No cap, thirty-four for the jump) (Yeah, slide my way I wanna borrow your face) You gotta watch what you say (You gotta move out of state), hey Play with these racks and packs (I had a rack attack) He said he got your back (Hit him with Ricky pack) I creep lower than Lambos, pull up with ammo Hit your street, chopper louder than Elmo Hoodie on, Glock tight, walkin' down Ford Road Who duckin' what for? (I'm droppin' locos) Droppin' them locos, runnin' from the beef, that's a no-no Y'all just live life, feel like I been here before Better grip on your ho like I grip on this pole Got enough of my problems, don't need me no more Too blessed to be stressed, I ain't smokin' no popes Burner on my hip, I walk through the cold Label go to trippin', make a twenty on the road Stack first, lose your feelings in the business I was told Yeah, the lies used to work, but they ain't workin' no more Yeah, the weed used to smoke, but it ain't hittin' no more Yeah, the money you were offering, I done made a little more Down South Florida boy, still throwin' up the fours I done made a little more, I done put up more And it's only gon' grow, and I did it on my own I got lean in my Crush (I got pink in my rush) Lil Raw, he back in the bunk (No cap, thirty-four for the jump) (Yeah, slide my way I wanna borrow your face) You gotta watch what you say (You gotta move out of state), hey Play with these racks and packs (I had a rack attack) He said he got your back (Hit him with Ricky pack) I creep lower than Lambos, pull up with ammo Hit your street, chopper louder than Elmo Hoodie on, Glock tight, walkin' down Ford Road Who duckin' what for? (I'm droppin' locos)
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