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Ha, Pablo Juan, n***a
Yeah, ha, let's go, let’s go
Pablo Juan, n***a
Boom, Guan, he's on fire!
Ou

Started with a 50 slab, skipped cla**, but I still know math
Give me the pot, the birds take a bath
Never let them know where you hiding the stash
Pull out the bag, the safe, I still got cash
Pull out the Draco, and shoot him in the a**
Plug wanna know how I do it so fast
High speed chase and I'm doing the dash
Pocket full of stones, I’m leanin
Dope boy fresh, I just walked outta Neiman
Got that b*t*h on me, I knock off your beanie
I'm smoking the premium
Tennis chains, I'm Serena
Racks on me, n***a, we throw away singles
Learn how to shoot, don't know the Glock got the beam on it

In the trap, with them bricks, strapped with the K
Every hour, was stuffing racks in my safe
You play with the Sauce, you get maxed in your face
You come to my hood, you can't last for a day
I come on your block, and I'm grippin' and choppin'
I’m hanging with killers and trappers and robbers
Versaced down, I be drippin’ in designer
Beat a n***a down like a piñata
Try to play with me, I leave a death scene
In a red Bentley pouring red Lean
Stretch a n***a out like a limousine
In the trap, I'm selling methamphetamine
Play with the gang, get shot on site
F**k the club, b*t*h, I’m trappin all night
B*t*h, [?]
See a opp n***a, shoot his face off
Started with a 50 slab, skipped cla**, but I still know math
Give me the pot, the birds take a bath
Never let them know where you hiding the stash
Pull out the bag, the safe, I still got cash
Pull out the Draco, and shoot him in the a**
Plug wanna know how I do it so fast
High speed chase and I'm doing the dash
Pocket full of stones, I'm leanin
Dope boy fresh, I just walked outta Neiman
Got that b*t*h on me, I knock off your beanie
exclusive, I'm smoking the premium
Tennis chains, I’m Serena
Racks on me, n***a, we throw away singles
Learn how to shoot, don't know the Glock got the beam on it

Never let them know where you hiding your work
Try to reach for my chain, you get put on a shirt
Say you street, but you never did dirt
You get jumped for your pack if you trappin on my turf
I'm in the penthouse, pouring drank up
And my killas with me tryna rank up
And I'm trappin' all up in your hood
And I bet a n***a won't say nun
I just woke up, and I made 50 racks
I spend ten thousand everyday and get it back
I just walked in with my FN
Do a drive-by in a black van
Trappin' all day, trappin' all night
And I'm chasing bites like Pac-Man
Everywhere I go, I count racks on the road
Peso Peso, I got packs for the low
Started with a 50 slab, skipped cla**, but I still know math
Give me the pot, the birds take a bath
Never let them know where you hiding the stash
Pull out the bag, the safe, I still got cash
Pull out the Draco, and shoot him in the a**
Plug wanna know how I do it so fast
High speed chase and I'm doing the dash
Pocket full of stones, I'm leanin
Dope boy fresh, I just walked outta Neiman
Got that b*t*h on me, I knock off your beanie
exclusive, I'm smoking the premium
Tennis chains, I'm Serena
Racks on me, n***a, we throw away singles
Learn how to shoot, don't know the Glock got the beam on it

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