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Gold Haze on the track JDFeng keep it swanging and banging Ayy Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had sh*t when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get sh*t locked Buy firearms and narcotics, do first-degree boys and robberies Had these rollin' Backwoods of them dead opps, I had to spark Double cup filled up with Wocky, that medicine in my body I signed a deal and went and bought a P, put the vacuum seals in my projects You wanna order up a hunnid? Sixty bags of 'em was garbage You know I'm slimy as it get, I got outta here off a noggin And no I can never put up my fire', that's a never, not even probably Since a youngin', been sh*t poppin', since Truey joggers and Robins We backseat n***a for flodgin', leave his head like Dennis Rodman's When I pop out Richard Mille, bet they say Shiesty the hardest Beside rap I was gettin' rich regardless Everybody keep on yappin' till them .62 get to sparkin' Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had sh*t when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get sh*t locked (Ayy) Got a .40 on me right now, I ain't never scared (Never scared, you know that) I'll shoot this b*t*h up right now 'cause I never cared (Bah) Gangster to the core with the war like a leather-head Eyes hurt, they sore 'cause I seen some sh*t I never said Thinking about my boy, don't sip Rémy, I just pour it We got blow outs on the score, we couldn't catch 'em so his brother dead Bring it to your door, spent a milli', ran up four Big ol' hammer like I'm Thor 'cause my Cubans cost a hundred grand Stupid, is you stupid? I got one up, I shoot it (Grrt) I got bands on a man, rock designer like I loot it Bloody hearts, I'm not cupid, seven cars, this my new whip (Skrrt) Front line where I stood for your hood, you ain't do sh*t (pu**y) Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin' knots And I ain't had sh*t when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get sh*t locked Blrrd (Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd) (Blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd)
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