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Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes
Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes

Yeah, uh, we going on a trip
We running in this b*t*h and we coming out rich
We get paid on the regular
You can't tell me sh*t, I'm one hundred steps ahead of you
Swerving off the lot just to park across the line
Rolling up my sleeves so you could see what's on my arm
n***as hanging in the hood, ayy, where the f**k y'all from?
I ain't ask who you know, n***a, where the f**k you from?
I drive through the intersection slow
Tryna knock a ho, putting on a show
n***a it's too late to come and get with us
Boy, you was halfway in, why you say we switching up?
I'll never turn my back if you ain't got it coming
Rule number one, you pull your gat, know you gotta bust it
Bum n***as wanna diss, and then they get deleted
So don't be saying sh*t if you don't mean it

Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes
Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes

Uh, just passed on a lick
I spent fifteen thousand every month on my rent
Yeah, we ain't in the same league
We don't run the same race, we ain't on the same speed
How the f**k could you think we competition?
n***a I'm a boss, giving jobs from some sh*t that I invented
Watch my next move, it's gon' f**k 'em up
I'm times ten, n***a, I don't do no double-ups
n***as hit my line just to see what's on my mind
If you really want to win, get with Perico's Innerprize
Checkmate, n***a out of state checking checks
Alkaline, solid gold wrapped around my neck
Doing donuts in the intersection swerving
If it ain't a Bimmer, I'm in the back of a Suburban
n***a talking down on the clique, so we curved him
Shining extra hard in your face on purpose

Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes
Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes

n***a, that's on the dead homies, n***a
n***a, what? The f**k
I know this n***a ain't at my burial site, cuh
Ayy, n***a
Don't act like you can't hear me, cuh, don't ignore me
Ayy, Boomer? I'm right here, cuh
Stop crying, stop that b*t*h-ass crying, sock this n***a
Nah, nah, you hear me Crip cuz, I'm right here, cuz
This n***a killed me, cuz
Cuz gone, listen, we gon' find out who killed you
Ain't no "Find out," cuz, you did it
So you don't know nothing, cuz? I don't know nothing, cuh (Yes, you do)
Hell nah n***a, he know
Ain't nobody heard nothing, ain't nobody
Big Mama don't even know
You a bald-ass lie, cuz, what's happenin'?
Aw, this how y'all gon' do me?
You too old to be living like this, cuz
I'm just saying cuh, how the f**k can you see cuz?
It's the Holy Spirit of Crippin', cuz
I kill n***as too, I see ghosts all the time, cuz

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