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(Fumes on the beat), mm-hm, grrt (R14)
Giddy up, let's go, let's go
'Til we pattern the Wraith, come we make some dough
Grrt, mm-hm
Grrt, mm-hm
Listen

Giddy up, let's go, let's go
'Til we pattern the Wraith, come we get some dough
Heard the re comes slow, but the VS snow
Cat yard or trees, I don't know
From the slums to the VIPs in the show
See this cute one's whole pretty team wan' roll (Mm-hm)
Giddy up, let's go
Giddy up, let's go

Pull up with sticks and we play guitars
If I'm hittin' the b*t*h, I'ma make it hours
If she came with thе gang, she turnt regardless
All my n***as arе lit and they're lightin' hard
I never will switch up from where I started
Man, this ain't no stickup, the sticks are ours
Now, I'm thinkin' legit back at the thou
Or which one of the kids get the biggest house?
Whenever it rains, make the stick match with your drip
That's the price it comes with, we got to pay
Whenever I spit on beats, go Super Saiyan
All this pain inside me, I'm just sayin'
It's pourin' down on me
Probably rainin', know you drown on me
I was breakin' bread with n***as even though it was the same n***as who had doubted me (Doubted, doubted)
You can bet them n***as weren't around for me, but all of a sudden they was dyin' for me
Never even had a pound for me and never really lookin' out for me
Now, when I pull up, make it hard to breathe
I'm feelin' codeine on the Phantom seats
Made me go, ooh, ooh, I'm so relentless
And all this drink in me, I need a dentist
My ex, she p*ssed me, lit, keep all your differences, I'm good
Break bread, my b*t*hes lit, I need more businesses galore
Hit up the store, when you want more deal or you get what you want
You get it all if you perform, we gettin' all the stuff
F**kin' your thot on, you thinkin' of me when you think of the money
Only comin' when you thinkin' it's comin'
You only f**kin' when you think that I'm f**kin' these girls
But there's nobody else
How can you doubt me when I give you the world?
So you were nobody else

Pull up with sticks and we play guitars
If I'm hittin' the b*t*h, I'ma make it hours
If she came with the gang, she turnt regardless
All my n***as are lit and they're lightin' hard
I never will switch up from where I started
Man, this ain't no stickup, the sticks are ours (Grrt, baow)
Now, I'm thinkin' legit back at the thou
Or which one of the kids get the biggest house? (Listen)

Windows get tint, giddy up, gon' beat to your boys, don't blink
If the machine ain't clean, I'll still add drink
Real n***as know 'bout links
Up-up T, show me them paper chasers
Comfy, some people ain't partakers
Some man are real and some man are fakers
When you make money, you're gonna get haters
'Cah we get richer and richer
Whole lot of the chitter n***as are gonna get brr-ta, brr-ka
no time for no Twitter
Up early, I barely ate dinner, yo, we need Skrilla
Badman don't chat 'bout drillings, my hitters on go, hitter
Them n***as just fibbin', we really got dough
Load up the smoke for my bro, grrt
Giddy up, let's go, let's go
'Til we pattern the Wraith, come we get some dough
Heard the re comes slow, but the VS snow
Cat yard or trees, I don't know
From the slums to the VIPs in the show
See this cute one's whole pretty team wan' roll (Mm-hm)
Giddy up, let's go, giddy up, let's go

Pull up with sticks and we play guitars
If I'm hittin' the b*t*h, I'ma make it hours
If she came with the gang, she turnt regardless
All my n***as are lit and they're lightin' hard
I never will switch up from where I started
Man, this ain't no stickup, the sticks are ours
Now, I'm thinkin' legit back at the thou
Or which one of the kids get the biggest house?
(Fumes on the beat)
(R14)

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