| First I get some money, then I pop a tag
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| First I get some money, then I pop them tags
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| If I can’t sleep, Imma pop a xan
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| Then I get some money, Imma pop them bands
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| Ok I done figured it out, I know what you niggas about
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| We slanging narcotics, you know that we got it
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| There’s never ever a drought
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| My partner just did a whole decade
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| I just put the beam on the AK
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| I jumped in the air fuck what you usin' young nigga
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| I’m busting, you ducking and moving
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| She sucking and fucking, I do it
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| I do it, I do it, I do it
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| Put that bitch right on the wood
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| I’m taking it back like a starter
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| They busting like mortar, they busting the hollow
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| She model, she swallow
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| That sperm like it’s water
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| Everything on Forgiatos
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| You knowing I’m getting it like no tomorrow
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| Got 50 niggas from Chicago ready to crack your taco
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| Whip a brick like I whip an auto
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| Just made a juug at McDonalds
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| Just bought me ten cars, no car note
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| Only thing I dodge is potholes, clap bitch your ass with no bravo
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| First I get some money, then I pop a tag
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| First I get some money, then I pop them tags
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| If I can’t sleep, Imma pop a xan
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| Then I get some money, Imma pop them bands
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| Fifteen, suddenly I want to sing
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| Sixteen, fucking hoes, selling drink
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| I started sipping, got addicted just like nicotine
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| Such a fiend, not just for lean, for these fucking B’s
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| Although I lean, I smoke Irene like I’ve got a disease
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| Oh yeah I rap and sing, don’t you know I rap and sing
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| And in my hood and what I’ve seen
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| You probably wouldn’t last a week
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| And in my hood the good never outweigh the bad
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| Don’t be mad at me
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| Somebody call the pastor please, a young nigga killing shit
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| Young nigga killing shit
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| She want to hear me sing like Marvin
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| I turn the bitch gay no Marvin
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| And I’ll probably leave a bitch starving
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| Cause I really do be illin' though
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| When I get to flowing I can’t stop going
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| A young nigga poppin' like I got dropped on the skillet
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| First I get some money, then I pop a tag
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| First I get some money, then I pop them tags
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| If I can’t sleep, Imma pop a xan
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| Then I get some money, Imma pop them bands
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| First I get this money, then I pop them bands
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| Shawty say she want to pop the pussy
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| I’m just blowing money like a fan
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| Got them gold bar shoes cost a band
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| Got the molly and I sell it by the gram
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| Got some bitches that’s for it, niggas steady getting naked
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| I done fell asleep when I was on a Xan
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| Imma treat her like a dog, I’m a dog
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| In the kitchen water whipping with the fork
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| In the club tryna order 100 bottles
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| I done came a long way from that Impala
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| So I’m balling like I’ve never seen tomorrow
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| Shawty want to hit me in the head like a boxer
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| Niggas ain’t real, they imposters
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| I’m just sitting back eating pasta
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| I just ordered shrimp with the lobster
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| Fucking up the in the mall, popping tags
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| One call put them killers on your ass
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| Got gas, need 34 hundred for the bag
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| Mason Margiellas and the PIPs
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| When I pull out that weed I say I’m outcha league
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| Got them foreign vehicles that don’t take a key
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| Bitches on my line, I can’t get no sleep
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| First I get some money, then I pop a tag
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| First I get some money, then I pop them tags
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| If I can’t sleep, Imma pop a xan
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| Then I get some money, Imma pop them bands |