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Bitch!
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga

I'm on the path to being great, just gotta work harder
I put my dick all the way in, made her squirt harder
Gucci seat $1200 with the shirt collar
I like that Stingray 'Vette, but the 'vert harder
Aight, let me talk my shit
You gotta spend a half a ticket just to talk like this
I got a shotgun in my pants, that's why I walk like this
Spent 21 and some change on a Off White fit
Gucci backpack with the hat, another 12 bucks
I'm still spending old bread, I got a stale lunch
I make ten thousand every time my brother yell, "Punch"
Last night, I beat my pockets' ass, and they swelled up
You boys broke, man y'all still rolling tail blunts
So much water on my neck could make a whale jump
Got thirty minutes, bitch, I need some head before my sale come
Bag so heavy on the table, make the scale jump
Feather brung me some codeine, I'm finna drop a eight
I done ran up some dog shit, I can drop a Wraith
Hit him with a tre five-seven, made him drop the K
5.56 make a nigga lean and rock away
On the way to meet the plug, I'm just a block away
Real trapper, bitch, my flip phone do a block a day
AR pistol with a hunnid shots, I call it Dr. J
I had to switch pharmacies now my doctor gay
Damn, I'm finna stop drinking
Bitch gave me brain so good I almost stopped thinking
I'm out in Beecher, fucking all they hoes, this a thot region
I done blew the pussy wide open, she can't stop peeing
Lil nasty muhfucker
You know I'm strapped, so don't ask me muhfucker
Bitch booty white, lil ashy muhfucker
I paid high for the Zaz', I'm finna tax a mufucker, no cap
She sucked my dick, I cut her off, she want her throat back
Been stepping on these lil niggas, like a doormat
My uncle showed me how to press a brick with a floor jack
He sick as hell he lost his bitch to me, he want his hoe back
Small block fold six, that bitch fine-tuned
My bitch said it's head on the menu, finna slide through
Out of town, looking for some Act', I bet I find you
I'm 5'7", but that choppa make me 9'2"
One-stop shop, we always open, like a drive-thru
Lookin' for a new bitch to fuck, then lie to
You niggas can't spit like I spit, I got a side tooth
I dropped a seven-song EP just to ride to
You niggas can't get it how we get it, cut the small talk
Double-barrel action to your chest, this a sawed-off
I fucked her too hard off that Perc', she had to call off
Nigga, I'll rob the brickman before I fall off
Damn, I miss the 6 God, free my brother Ben'
12-hour drive with the pills, I had to cut her in
Her pussy turned into a waterpark, I had to fuck again
I came up with a plan to get rich, nigga huddle in
The train crowded, take the shuttle then
Shit, I showcased a hunnid racks, just to rub it in
I like her sister too, now I'm fuckin' twins
I dropped my Glock all in the mud, that bitch bust again, we up again
You buy drugs, and I need it now, the plug rushed it in
He sent his shit through the air, the bag touched again
Damn, the police ran up in the spot, we had to flush again
Stashed the cash in the safe with a custom PIN
Fuck!

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