| Slow feet don’t eat
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| Two bands, two nights, I’m a real P
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| Who gives a fuck about the rap game
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| When you can make 20k in two weeks
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| I pray I never catch a case
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| Chopper with the laser, broke niggas player hating
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| Now bitch, please hand me that extended clip, bitch
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| Thank you so much now
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| Aye, master manipulator
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| Water whipping 'til I buy a Bentley and a house in Asia
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| St. Laurent, Goyard, God Damn, playing soccer in my new Maisons
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| I’m not a house nigga, I be really trapping
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| Got it on my own, now I’m living lavish
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| I’m a 90's baby, but I keep the 30 on me
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| Case these niggas really want the action
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| I’m the realest nigga in the rap game
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| You the brokest nigga on the internet
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| Wrapped 17, jumped in the Cadi
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| I’m in Arizona playing with the packs
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| Now I got that just in case money
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| Just in case the trap stop jumpin'
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| Went to jail, beat the case on me
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| My OGs call me big homie
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| If you need it I’m the postman
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| Shoot me half of it, here’s the tracking number
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| Bullshitting with my money
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| Cut the nigga finger off and send it to his uncle
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| 20 piece, I hid it in the oven
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| Gangbang, nigga choppa bustin'
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| I think the police on to somethin'
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| The bitch snitched, now I’m on the run
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| What’s hannin?
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| What’s the number?
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| Cookie Pack
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| OG
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| I’m coming back
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| Every time
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| (Shit, good job Sledgren)
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| (YeeHee, Sock it to Me!
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| Yeah baby, Gawd)
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| (Ay Ay Ay, Damn
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| Shit, Aye, God)
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| Aye, look, check it out though
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| I heard you niggas got a issue
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| Holla at me, nigga, I ain’t hard to find
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| (God)
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| Nigga tomorrow nigga I got a commercial
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| With Colt 45
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| Get your muhfuckin' money up
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| (Joog a nigga one time)
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| Fuck what niggas talkin' 'bout
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| 40 in the couch
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| Fuck a drought
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| Send the pack down South
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| Get my money up and buy another house
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| Aye, I pick my nigga up
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| He fresh out
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| Then put him on, with the ooh-wops
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| All he know is that trap shit
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| So I bought nigga two Glocks
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| I bounced out with a Mac on me
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| 20 piece and the pack on me
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| Bitch, hand me that Smart Water please, thank you
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| I might change my name to Pack Homie
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| Got a problem, I’ll smash on it
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| Real nigga fuck a rap homie
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| If he telling on the low
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| I pray he never put the tasks on me
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| Gotta get it, now or later
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| Super clever how I put these words together
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| Thirty six Os, whiter than a dove
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| Had to let it fly together
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| I pimp hoes, rock shows
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| I don’t really give a fuck about a label
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| Me and Sledgren going super crazy
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| Blowing loud pack by the acre
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| Treat the foreign like a bucket
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| I don’t give a fuck, gone like the blunt
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| Fuck the rap game, made it happen
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| Mean in trap going up
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| Louie duffel in the trunk
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| Bad bitches gone fuck
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| Bought the other bitch a truck
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| My Beamer coupe, got it tucked
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| Push a button, Glock 40, hit him in the stomach
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| (God damn)
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| Gawd
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| What’s hannin?
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| What’s the number?
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| Cookie Pack
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| OG
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| I’m coming back
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| Every time
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| (Shit, good job Sledgren)
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| (YeeHee, Sock it to Me!
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| Yeah baby, Gawd)
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| Joog a nigga one time
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| (Ay Ay Ay, Damn
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| Shit, Aye, God)
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| Joog a nigga one time |