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(Nick on the track)

Finna walk up in the trap and bust a pint down
N***a should live in the circus, he be trapping with clowns (Dig?)
I was broke, f**ked up, but now I travel now (I was broke)
F**k around the trigger, I pull up in Acura, blow 'em down
Make these b*t*hes do acrobatics when the ones hit the ground (Dig?)
Lil’ Moe, where them n***as that was dissing? Sh*t, they dying now
Do 'em cold just like December
Sad opps, cry me a river (Me a river)
I'm with the gang, don’t f**k with n***as
He gon' leave with bullets in him
I told Zelly just earlier today, "F**k these n***as" (F**k 'em)
Pull up, cash out in the 'Rari, that's a light flex (Light flex)
N***as claiming bodies they ain't catch, but we ain't like that
I am not a homewrecker, tell him get his wife back

(Know my name, b*t*h)
Yeah, running through the check, you know we doing that, yeah
He can't shoot back, he tried shooting back, yeah
I’m in LA and I got stupid pack
The b*t*h said I was dead, well, now I got some stupid racks, yeah
What the f**k you doing? Why you doing that? Yeah
I just spent ten on some stupid sh*t, yeah
DC came with the Wock’, it had the seal in, yeah
It's different in the city, I be f**king twins, yeah
It’s different with the gang 'cause that's my f**king kin
I just took a doctor pill, waiting for it to kick in
My brother got the compact, he making that sh*t blend in
I used to pull the plug out, now I'm getting plugged in

This b*t*h look like Tracee Ellis Ross, but she not my girlfriend (Yep)
Chalk it up, take your lil’ loss, so you can win then (Gotta dig it)
If if was a fifth, pu**y n***a, you would be a drunk man (Yeah)
N***a hoed you out up at the stu', he's a b*t*h man
I attract to old-a** drank just like a f**king magnet (Phew)
N***a tryna steal my lil' style, f**k it, you can have it (Phew)
B*t*h, you can suck my d**k all around the house, but you better not go in my cabinet (Yeah)
Know if I flash these lil' rolls, she gon' bust it gladly
I know I don't look sh*t like now, but I got bad habits
I know Percs, go to the strip club, I be a**-grabbing (Dig?)
N***as be really broke as f**k, please stay in your lane
Chopper leave a n***a hunchback just like Notre Dame (Dig?)

Yeah, old flunkie-a** n***a
Like, like, for real, like
You became street when you was nineteen, n***a, you was a motherf**king hipster n***a growing up, n***a
Old flavorless-a** n***as
Stay in your f**king lane, fool
2T sh*t, n***a
Yeah
(Know my name, b*t*h)
Yeah, running through the check, you know we doing that, yeah
He can't shoot back, he tried shooting back, yeah
I'm in LA and I got stupid pack
The b*t*h said I was dead, well, now I got some stupid racks, yeah
What the f**k you doing? Why you doing that? Yeah
I just spent ten on some stupid sh*t, yeah
DC came with the Wock', it had the seal in, yeah
It's different in the city, I be f**king twins

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