| Step out, yeah
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| Camera flashing on a nigga
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| White on white dripping
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| Got me splashing on you niggas
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| One time for my real niggas up state
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| She see a nigga shining fresher than an update, yeah
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| I’ma need mine out the gate
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| On my mama foreigns, drive out the gate
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| Heavyweight the pussy
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| Then I slide out and slay
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| Hit the bank, withdrawal
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| Then I slide out and slay
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| I’m fresh out the E
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| But I’m never on E
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| Gassed up, I’m full of God
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| I’m forever gon' be (Price)
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| When they bury me G
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| Tell my son I was king
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| I cop phase
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| The glow up been crazy to me, woah
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| This high, riding, twisting stacks, oh
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| Bet you couldn’t survive where we at, no
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| Look me in the eye
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| Hand the cash over
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| She pull up late night
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| Running fast, yeah
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| Step out, yeah
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| Camera flashing on a nigga
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| White on white dripping
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| Got me splashing on you niggas
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| One time for my real niggas up state
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| She see a nigga shining fresher than an update, yeah
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| I’ma need mine out the gate (Out the gate)
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| I’ma need mine out the gate
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| Heavyweight the pussy
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| Then I slide out and slay (Yeah)
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| Hit the bank, withdrawal
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| Then I slide out and slay
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| Alright, double joining me
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| I’m smoking two at once
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| Unless it’s with the homies
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| I don’t do no blunt
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| Yeah, we pulling up thick
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| My girl got a lotta back
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| Move 'em all out the way
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| We coming through the front
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| I told you a million times
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| If I told you once
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| My people don’t do no flexin'
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| I don’t do no stunts
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| All this is really real
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| This is not a dream
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| And everything on your side
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| Ain’t really how it seems
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| Make her throw it back
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| Back, back, back
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| Back with a vengeance
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| We came for the spinach
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| This game ain’t no scrimmage
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| We playin' it to win it
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| See you thought we was finished
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| You couldn’t be more wrong
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| This mic just turned on
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| Extendo, long, yea
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| Kush way too strong
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| This all off my dome
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| No paper 'less I’m smoking that
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| Roll up my
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| Nobody in my zone
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| Just me, and P
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| With three from your team
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| They don’t get no PT
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| They weak, on me
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| They
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| Juju
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| Now Juju on that beat
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| And that was for the internet
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| This one for the streets
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| Running plays, making waves
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| If you hating, wear your shades
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| Cause I step out, yeah
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| Camera flashing on you niggas
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| Wave after wave
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| Then splashing on you niggas
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| One time for y’all of the homies up state
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| She hit me, I ain’t get it, I ain’t did my update |