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Yeah, gang
Gucci slides, yeah
Aye, yeah
Man, f**k this effect
Everybody doin' it now
Get to the beat

F**k, pu**y, you a opp, I got fronted for my double
Spin your homie block, he get popped just like a bouble
I stay in the streets, momma said, "Stay outta trouble"
And your hands up in the air, I made you drop just like a fumble
I got - I got Gucci Slides, but these pussies can't see me
I be sippin' Fiji, remember in the 3-3
I remember back in '17, when it was free me
I might run up on your f**kin' block, it is too easy

I got a f**kin' scope, got a reticle
Hit your homie with a bullet, centricle
Run up on a pu**y block, it's ethical
Pu**y, I got commas, not no decimals
I just took your hoe, she a freak b*t*h
F**kin' on that hoe, it's a leakage
Talkin' all that sh*t, come and meet this
Homie, you could never f**kin' reach it
See me in a Foreign whip, with my Foreign b*t*h
Four-inch d**k, is what you got, Ralph Lauren prints
On my tags, I'm affordin' it, you gon' throw a fit
Bend her over like contortionist, you can't afford this sh*t
B*t*h, you do know, that I'm f**kin' reckless
Hundred fifty K, on a f**kin' necklace
Run up on my block, I leave you f**kin' headless
New extended clip, It's almost f**kin' endless

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