| Ey, ey, ey, 2 pistols, ey, blood money, money
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| By all means instead of 2 beat, call me
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| Young triple beam, got fish scale, got oil base
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| Lawyer paid up, just in case I catch a sell caseNaw, I stuttin' them crackers,
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| magician with the work
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| Call it dope, boy magic, dey he go, stunntin' again
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| With the top laid back put the dro in the wind
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| Oh, did I mention that I’m shyin'?Blue, white, yellow, black, pink diamonds
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| (You already know)
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| That’s my favorite line
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| If your shit shine like mine
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| You would say that all the timeFrostbit neck and my wrist froze
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| You can see my damn watch with your eyes closed
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| Blue, white, yellow, black, pink diamonds
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| Shawty shinnin', still grindin', shawty shinnin', still grindin’I know they
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| watchin', I pose for the photograph
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| Those indictment papers, hope you want my autograph
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| We don’t trip, we just live live
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| Trying to dodge them handcuffs and them blue lightsFrostbit neck and my wrist
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| froze
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| You can see my damn watch with your eyes closed
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| Ask them hoes with the extra blow
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| The nigga with the Louie luggage down in MexicoIn a A-town fitted cap,
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| I’m so hot tower
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| I think I need a thunder stack
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| Give a fuck about a player hater
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| Hit him with the tool, flush his whole radiatorFrostbit neck and my wrist froze
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| You can see my damn watch with your eyes closed
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| Blue, white, yellow, black, pink diamonds
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| Shawty shinnin', still grindin', shawty shinnin', still grindin’I’m 24 with 24
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| figures, 24 triggers, 24 inches
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| But I keep 'em clean so they pass for sixes
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| Stunnin' on you pussy ass niggas
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| 72' dope really straight shoot pass you
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| Flat screens, 18's, I don’t herd shyt, pocket full of stonesI got 'em beatin'
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| strong, threw my speakers bitch
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| Young boss shyt, oh, you didn’t hear 4th generation
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| My granddaddy used to sell birds, who am I to fuck tradition up
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| I got my ass in the kitchen water with a Bentley chip?200k off my block bitch,
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| I, no you thinkin' rap
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| I’m thinkin' laundry mat, clean money homieFrostbit neck and my wrist froze
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| You can see my damn watch with your eyes closed
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| Blue, white, yellow, black, pink diamonds
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| Shawty shinnin', still grindin', shawty shinnin', still grindin’Ey, ey, ey |