| The spa don’t call me a member
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| Didn’t even know why I get in the sauna
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| I don’t care who’s in the ride just fill it
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| Man turned pack then the mandem bill it
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| Mally
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| In the club with the .44 bulldog
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| I ain’t gotta pattern the DJ
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| He already knows what tracks get pulled up
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| Like grab it, spin it, call off
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| All these bells won’t fit in a sauna
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| Have you seen a man’s face get torn off?
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| Live-O corn tryna whack man’s jawn off
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| And the skeng really came with violence
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| Ting too loud, let it beat like war dog
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| It gets long when I cross that border
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| Splash like water, silly informer
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| And the spa don’t call me a member
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| Didn’t eve know why I get in the sauna
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| In the streets tryna bring some order
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| Feds finna label the bros like Warner
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| What the fuck do you think I’m here for?
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| Man can’t look in my eyes, he’s fearful
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| Most of the guys that are chillin' around you
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| Wanna put 6 in your chest, be careful
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| Have I said «fuck you»? |
| I mean it
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| Bro bring corn from the side, just leanin'
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| Xao OD whoosh, then clean it
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| Gyal give brain straight down, she a genius
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| And you love this D, you’re feelin' it
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| Had the bodily harm, it’s grievous
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| From the front to the back it’s ludicrous
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| But I don’t want kids, I’m serious
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| And I want Caesar like Julius
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| And these pricks gotta be delirious
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| What the fuck can you do? |
| I’m curious
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| Finna step back 'round, it’s tedious (Bomboclaat)
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| See the life that I live is reckless
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| Finna cross that road with a loaded jawn
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| On my life I can tell you it’s peppers
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| How the fuck could the clip get longer?
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| 25 bones in the fish like Monga
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| Anywhere man step man conquer
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| And this life should’ve made me stronger
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| But the streets turned me to a monster
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| See the life that I live is reckless
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| Finna cross that road with a loaded jawn
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| On my life I can tell you it’s peppers
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| How the fuck could the clip get longer?
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| 25 bones in the fish like Monga
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| Anywhere man step man conquer
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| And this life should’ve made me stronger
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| But the streets turned me to a monster
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| Bro, you don’t need to ask, I’m wid it
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| Two rambos tryna take man’s spirit
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| I don’t care who’s in the ride just fill it
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| Man turn pack then the mandem bill it
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| Got crashed in front of his siblings
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| On my life it was so ridiculous
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| Had a sweet one brown like cinnamon
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| Baby just lie to the judge, I’m innocent
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| And she held it down, I was in the gutter
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| She was like my brother
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| And I swear this time, if you hold my cutter, you can be my lover
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| It’s a lovely day and I got my leather
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| I don’t know no better
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| This wap’s gonna make her wetter
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| Two, two hands up when I press her
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| This corn’s gonna open him
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| I ain’t gotta get close to him
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| Bro had me where the ocean is
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| We had loaded stick tryna lotion it
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| Shit’s on top so I roll with it
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| Ting too leng so I’m pokin' it
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| Rise that up then I’m chokin' it
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| On a soldier ting, could’ve broken it
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| See the life that I live is reckless
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| Finna cross that road with a loaded jawn
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| On my life I can tell you it’s peppers
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| How the fuck could the clip get longer?
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| 25 bones in the fish like Monga
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| Anywhere man step man conquer
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| And this life should’ve made me stronger
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| But the streets turned me to a monster |