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Ayy, look I'm still popping pills Still sipping lean Still doing everything I'm not supposed to do Everybody in the club getting tipsy Everybody doing drugs if they with me You throwing ones, we throwing hundreds and fifties You n***as better run if you ain't running with me Cash rules everything around me, I'm crispy You get me, Krispy with that Kreme and you thrifty Bank off that motherf**king ye or I'm fifty Quick to hit a n***a with that K or I'm gone miss him Bankroll after bankroll, big spending I take hoes then replace hoes, I'm that n***a Still getting jiggy off that jiggle I really ain't got no motherf**king filter F**k you and motherf**k how you feeling If it ain't about a million, all them calls, I'm just missing These n***as out they motherf**king mind I really ain't got the motherf**king time I'm known to bust heads, don't try me In the club with my b*t*h and my strap right beside me You know, it's Rucci, I don't need no ID Ayy, this beat bang, Mike Almighty Tell me why the f**k would a young n***a trip? I'm getting money and I'm f**king on your b*t*h You do what you want when you got it like this You do what you want when you popping like this Ayy, tell me how the f**k a young n***a gon' lose? Ayy, you couldn't take a step in my shoes You do what you want when you got it like this You do what you want when you popping like this Drinking juice in this b*t*h, we ain't tipsy Pouring sprites 'til them b*t*hes look like Pepsi All blues in my pocket, RIP Nipsey (RIP) I was broke, all them b*t*hes used to skip me Now I do what I want, now I'm picky Now I do what I want, they tryna get me She was cool 'til that b*t*h tried to kiss me Only n***a on the East with a Richie With my n***a RuccDawg in the fifties Told my n***a got a lick, n***a, we finna ball Tell 'em like Deebo, n***a, you gone get involved Bouncing out for them racks like a tennis ball Coach wouldn't let me on the field, now I'm in the field Got me f**king with them strippers like I'm dollar bill I bet your b*t*h fall through, I feel like Meek Mill She gone suck it all night, she just popped a pill Coach wouldn't let me on the field, now I'm in the field Throw your a** out my crib, b*t*h, I'm Uncle Phil Your b*t*h really got some skills, I might pay her bill She keep telling you she won't, but I bet she will Got these Gucci shades on, I can't see sh*t Ray Charles to these hoes on some blind sh*t B*t*h, I feel like Tony Allen, I'm on defense Got his b*t*h going long Tell me why the f**k would a young n***a trip? I'm getting money and I'm f**king on your b*t*h You do what you want when you got it like this You do what you want when you popping like this Ayy, tell me how the f**k a young n***a gon' lose? Ayy, you couldn't take a step in my shoes You do what you want when you got it like this You do what you want when you popping like this Ayy, this beat bang, Mike Almighty
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