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Glizzy, what you cookin' up? Run up that check, give a f**k bout no losses No squares in my circle, ain't nothin' but bosses I'm sippin' on dead, I drink out the coffin Plug threw the pack, and you know that I Moss'd it Came out the 'partments, lotta creek like Dawson Put on that makeup, she look like a Barbie Fat ass thicker than Ari Don't know her name, so I just call her "shawty" Drugs in my body, I walked in the party Strapped with a chopper, young n***a retarded The way that she ride it I call her "Ferrari" They knew me in the trap way before I was an artist Roll up and smoke on the weed like I'm Marlеy I got that Glock if a n***a wanna harm me I'll go to war with a one man army Blow the papеr like [?] Designer my garments I can't beef with you n***as, you broke so that's funny I f**ked 'round and got rich, I came straight out the dungeon The dope in that bag look like chopped up onions You better not hit my jacket and [?] It's a money symbol, we a take your lil' b*t*h and have fun with that f**k her then pass her to gang, I'm done with that Jump in this ride to take racks to the laundromat Ain't sign no deal, n***a wrist cost a 100 racks Geek on my motor, pull up in a Thundercat You f**k with the other side, it ain't no comin' back Tito threw me a pack, know I'ma run with that n***a I'm still on the block like a running-back Play with my name, and you know what come with that I'm havin' stains, shooters walk down and gun his ass Dunk on my gun, give a f**k if you dumpin' back Double back, n***a gon' die when we come through that Gotta look for me, b*t*h I'm where the money at b*t*h on the road, stuck them bricks in the Pontiac You can't tell me sh*t about sh*t when it come to that They know at the 6, n***a I was the one with that I was the one that had, I was the lil' n***a ridin' with a Glock and a bomb attatched And they don't be stuntin', f**k n***as only had mid because I gave money back Run up that check, give a f**k bout no losses No squares in my circle, ain't nothin' but bosses I'm sippin' on dead, I drink out the coffin Plug threw the pack, and you know that I Moss'd it Came out the 'partments, lotta creek like Dawson Put on that makeup, she look like a Barbie Fat ass thicker than Ari Don't know her name, so I just call her "shawty" Drugs in my body, I walked in the party Strapped with a chopper, young n***a retarded The way that she ride it I call her "Ferrari" They knew me in the trap way before I was an artist Roll up and smoke on the weed like I'm Marley I got that Glock if a n***a wanna harm me I'll go to war with a one man army Blow the paper like [?] Designer my garments Trap got a young n***a rich I lick on my b*t*h and she thick Ridin' round with them Glocks and sticks We see an opp and we send him a gift Keep trickin' off, that ain't how you get rich Baguettes, I need me a mop on my wrist Might go in the mall just to shop for my b*t*h My crop out in Cali, I gotta go pick Witness in the trunk, I'm takin' out 20s I know what she want, a n***a with money Touchdown any given sunday Double up, take it to the country, 100s and 20s Go overtime, we ain't takin' no lunches Hit her from the front, got her doin' her crunches Got money and power on both of my conscious Got 'em pullin' up, they lookin' for Runtz Leanin' too hard, think I need me a crutch Got bricks and a tool like we doin' construction I count it and stack it, I do it for money He ain't really tough, these n***as just bluffin' Put a opp in a Russian, money my type of discussion Hoodwolf sh*t, ain't no huffin' and puffin' Ace out the jungle, these n***as just monkeys Run up that check, give a f**k bout no losses No squares in my circle, ain't nothin' but bosses I'm sippin' on dead, I drink out the coffin Plug threw the pack, and you know that I Moss'd it Came out the 'partments, lotta creek like Dawson Put on that makeup, she look like a Barbie Fat ass thicker than Ari Don't know her name, so I just call her "shawty" Drugs in my body, I walked in the party Strapped with a chopper, young n***a retarded The way that she ride it I call her "Ferrari" They knew me in the trap way before I was an artist Roll up and smoke on the weed like I'm Marley I got that Glock if a n***a wanna harm me I'll go to war with a one man army Blow the paper like [?] Designer my garments
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