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Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, oh, mm, mm, mm, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

b*t*h I got a .26 but .30 stick can't come with this
Watch how a n***a move, yeah, makin' my way and I'm done with this
Watchin' my diamonds dance, yeah, 30 bands sittin' on my wrist
All my n***as gon' shoot, uh, we don't be on that ravage sh*t
We come out at night, yeah, butterfly doors on the coupe
We was in my city, hit a lick 'cause there was no moves, oh
By myself like a loner, got a pole you won't do nun'
Had your b*t*h, she chose, uh
Many bands like I'm posted up
New sh*t coming soon

So high, I'm to the moon
Bands on the floor, need a broom
Click clack, hear a boom, uh

Designer drip, sellin' Off White
In the streets, gotta walk light
I just took off, went top flight
Tryna creep 'em, but the Glock tight
Kick a door, boom boom
Stole a squad, zoom zoom
Me and [?] still bang bros
Big choppa make you tango
You don't come from where I come from, aye
You ain't ever did what I did jit, aye
Slide on a n***a like RipStik, aye
Dope bros zip you get zipped quick, aye
I was stuck up in the cells, stuck up in confinement
Bro just hit my f**kin' phone, man it's perfect timin'
I just bought a stolen Glock, that b*t*h not jammin'
I can't let 'em ride my wave, man, it's Titanic

.26 but .30 stick can't come with this
Watch how a n***a move, yeah, makin' my way and I'm done with this
Watchin' my diamonds dance, yeah, 30 bands sittin' on my wrist
All my n***as gon' shoot, uh, we don't be on that ravage sh*t
We come out at night, yeah, butterfly doors on the coupe, oh
We was in my city, hit a lick 'cause there was no moves, uh
By myself like a loner, got a pole you won't do nun'
Had your b*t*h, she chose, uh
Many bands like I'm posted up
New sh*t coming soon

I got a pop star droppin' neck, she all in the room
Damn, you tryna kill for real, them brothers shootin' at the moon
I'm boutta kill, kill, double K on that dude
They know how we steppin' here and every time that we come through
Double K, it kill, killas they play the fence
Them n***as drain 'em, boy be slimin' like the Grinch
I remember Big B got flicked, cuz out the flesh
Tell my why my own dawg got me runnin' round with this stick
No Newport, we got all the smoke
Them n***as know how it go
I f**ked up, not a dollar on
Nobody wasn't tryna loan
Like Kevin Hart doin' a ride along
They think this sh*t glitter and gold
I saw little b*t*h, she just bitty and old
Devour a b*t*h with my Florida lingo

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