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(Wait, is that Austin?) Yeah, I'm tryin' not to get indicted These rap niggas look hurt, I think their pockets on a diet Gettin' money, nigga, you should try it All black hoodie, my niggas love violence All white VVS, my niggas love shinin' (Ice) When I pull up in a Benz, she think I'm Mitt Romney How he get all them racks and he ain't even signed? How the f*ck you famous and you don't have a dime? My nigga trappin', servin' line after line They think it's the same, but this a different kind Why you havin' product, nigga? Nobody buyin' I pull out them racks I feel like a DJ, I'm in the trap tryna scratch (Phat) I'm pourin' up fours, no flat Stacks on deck, got a choppa big as Soulja Boy in the back Yeah, yeah, play, it get lit (Pew, pew, pew) Yeah, my Glock got a dick (Pew, pew, pew) Yeah, yeah, niggas be talkin' too much, man, just like my bitch Yeah, quiet, J's on the block, I think they might try it (Ayy) I keep a 9 on me, I ain't goin' out bad (Ayy) If you think about robbin', you gon' end up sad How the f*ck is you a real nigga when you gossip like a ho? (Damn) These niggas be swappin' spit, be fake trappin' (Damn) They sharin' each other's clothes (Beef) On God, before I beef with a rap nigga, I'd go and paint my toes (On God) Nigga you should go do your make-up (Bitch) 'Cause you know you a bitch and all that rap shit you talk about made up (Is that Austin?) Me and my niggas ain't into that Pull up with sticks and get into that She give me top while I'm liftin' the ceiling back (Yeah) Drop that ho off now look where her friends is at (Yeah) I'm really like that, nigga, this ain't no gimmick Come and try somethin', you gon' be in the clinic Hundred round drum, we love handlin' business Clear the whole block and the police still don't know who did it (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) I'm tryin' not to get indicted These rap niggas look hurt, I think their pockets on a diet Gettin' money, nigga, you should try it All black hoodie, my niggas love violence All white VVS, my niggas love shinin' (Ice) When I pull up in a Benz, she think I'm Mitt Romney How he get all them racks and he ain't even signed? How the f*ck you famous and you don't have a dime? My nigga trappin', servin' line after line They think it's the same, but this a different kind Why you havin' product, nigga? Nobody buyin' (Wait, is that Austin?)
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