| Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
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| You all on the net, I won’t tweet with a nigga
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| Spark up
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| Beef wit' a nigga (Aye)
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| This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
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| You all on the net, I won’t tweet with a nigga
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| Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas
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| Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil' nigga
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| She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga
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| I don’t wanna cuff just come sleep wit' a nigga
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| Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap
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| Had to run it up fast now we eatin' on niggas
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| Droppin' the top just to flex on them niggas
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| Put bread on my mind, I ain’t stressin' 'bout niggas
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| Niggas who hated, try said that «We made it,»
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| Boy you didn’t make it, can’t stack up wit' niggas
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| Didn’t you hate me but now you tryn' text me and greet me at shows better back
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| up lil nigga'
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| I don’t love shit but the Glock wit a stick and some balls on it and swear the
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| slime is my trigger
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| Boy check my status it say I’m a goat
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| Was in the rain wasn’t hand in no coat
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| Ridin' my wave, man I feel like a boat
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| I can’t fuck wit' bitches they doin' the most
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| Remember Lil Kee hittin plays off the Mama
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| Remember when he had to pay rent for mama
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| Remember when D told a nigga go harder
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| I listened to him now a nigga went farther
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| Stackin' my guap, went from a lil' to a lot and now she wan' be my lil' rock
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| They said I couldn’t do it, now a lil' nigga is hot and you can’t get gold out
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| my pocket
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| Got squares in my circle and they thought I wouldn’t find out so watch them
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| bitch niggas get popped
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| Got squares in my circle and they thought I wouldn’t find out so watch them
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| lil' niggas get popped
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| This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
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| You all on the net, I won’t tweet with a nigga
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| Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas
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| Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil' nigga
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| She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga
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| I don’t wanna cuff just come sleep wit' a nigga
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| Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap
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| Had to run it up fast now we eatin' on niggas
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| I’m on they ass them other rappers prolly tired of me (I'm grinding bitch)
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| I check my DM and all my bitches proud of me (I'm shining bitch)
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| I keep an AR, just in case niggas come slide on me (Come try me bitch)
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| Shoutout to the gang, oh ten Mob Ties to the 6 they ridin' bitch
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| When I’m in the hood I get treated like Diddy
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| My semi be wit' me
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| My cookie be sticky
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| My shortie be pretty
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| Could say that we picky
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| That pussy be drippy
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| I play in her kidney
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| I play wit' her kitty
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| Them blues be wit' me
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| Don’t fuck wit' the fifties
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| I just sold a pound
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| They pay me in twenties
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| I ride with them rounds
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| I stuffed it wit' fifties
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| I ride wit them rounds
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| (I stuffed it wit' fifties,)
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| This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
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| You all on the net, I won’t tweet with a nigga
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| Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas
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| Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil' nigga
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| She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga
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| I don’t wanna cuff just come sleep wit' a nigga
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| Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap
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| Had to run it up fast now we eatin' on niggas
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| (Eatin' on niggas) |