| Ain’t nobody put me on bitch, on bitch
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| Did it by myself, by myself
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| Riding, smoking on that strong bitch, strong bitch
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| I’m by myself, by myself
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth, oo-wee
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| I’m all alone, all alone
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| Me in my zone, my zone
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| I turned off my phone, off my phone
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| Then I, roll me some strong, some strong
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| So long, so long
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| I’m on another high, another high
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| But don’t touch the guy, touch the guy
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| I’ll have my youngins driving by, driving by
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| I guess niggas wanna die tonight, right, right
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| Pour up my lean, my lean, promethazine
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| Xanax in my jeans, my jeans
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| Foreign cars like supreme
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| Ain’t nobody put me on bitch, on bitch
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| Did it by myself, by myself
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| Riding, smoking on that strong bitch, strong bitch
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| I’m by myself, by myself
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth, oo-wee
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| If I could smoke a blunt with Malcom X |
| Scan through his rolodex
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| You in the streets with no connect
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| As fiends approach my steps
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| I’m up a path to sell them death
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| I can smell the lies and deceitfulness upon they breath
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| Like Jesus Christ, I was born of a virgin
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| Still selling dope in second and third person
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| Niggas try to run with my style it’s closed curtains
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| Like that old lady at Walmart, I’m working
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| swerving, perfect
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| Baby girl just chill, I popped that pill on purpose
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| You fucking with B Will, loaded but never nervous
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| Hold up, I think my phone off service
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| Ain’t nobody put me on bitch, on bitch
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| Did it by myself, by myself
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| Riding, smoking on that strong bitch, strong bitch
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| I’m by myself, by myself
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth, oo-wee
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| (The weed organic) It grow because I plant it
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| (It's really nothing fancy when my chariot is prancing)
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| All my cars is candy
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| Don’t run up on my foreign, I ain’t got no understanding
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| Got money, got power, don’t let these niggas foul ya |
| I ball off in the game and send these hoes straight to the shower
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| I’m smoking, I’m riding, got tint but I’m not hiding
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| My rollex full of diamonds, if you touch me then I’m diving
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| I’m in back of my car, car
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| I’m vibing, vibing, vibing
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| I got weed in my jar, jar
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| It’s quite exciting, citing, citing
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| Ain’t nobody put me on bitch, on bitch
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| Did it by myself, by myself
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| Riding, smoking on that strong bitch, strong bitch
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| I’m by myself, by myself
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth
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| I’m riding stealth, riding stealth, oo-wee |