| These niggas be trippin' they really be thinking I’m slippin'
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| I like when they Dissing, I ain’t trippin' I got the pistol
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| Finna shoot anybody that look iffy
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| Rollin up a eighty of a eight I’m feeling lazy
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| You can’t hit the blunt I’m facing fuck yo feelings nigga pay me
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| Bandgang the mob fuck that nigga we the navy
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| Bro want it he gone take it, run if he looking crazy
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| My shoes Giuseppe, my watch a presi
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| Talking to the plug like, Ima call you when its ready
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| Come fuck with a boss
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| I can tell that you ready, cause you tired of yo nigga smoking five dollar
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| reggies
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| Rucci wheels skating leaves blowing like I’m raking
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| Why the leaves blowing? |
| Sweats behind me, we racing
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| All my life, I been dodging bullets like the matrix
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| That’s why every night I count ten and go to sleep praying
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| Brand new coupes back to back switches lanes
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| All watch and pocket counting get yo dumb ass brained
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| How he lose his life? |
| let the forty be the blame
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| Run up on my ima bang, you ain’t fucking with a lame
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| Same old slogans, still out rolling |
| Still whip it up with the same old potion
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| Still Sport buffs, my shit whiter than some lotion
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| You working and get promoted
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| While I’m putting plays in motion
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| Online Shopping, Bad bitch popping
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| Nawh I don’t cuff so I’m bad bitch dropping
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| Catch me in a Monte with a bad bitch slobbing
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| She hurt, cause I ain’t kiss her that’s a mad bitch problem
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| Had to drop her off she was getting on my nerves
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| Want too much attention had a nigga jumping curbs
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| Pull up in that Maybach had them lost for words
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| I ain’t tyrna stunt on nobody I’m just tyrna swerve
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| Stalking me to death, I know she a perve
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| Got that chicken in this bitch I just lost a herd
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| Bandgang or no gang fuck what you heard
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| And I only state facts I don’t go on what I heard
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| Only in the trap I don’t go out here with hoes
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| Only yell raps, you ain’t never sold a zone
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| Not even if that, you ain’t never sold a stone
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| Betta get back you don’t know my brother stone
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| He’ll clap you in yo dome or anywhere He want
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| I love who love me and I don’t care about who don’t |
| Detroit a hating ass city what tip niggas on?
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| I Been going for too long so ima end the song |