| Ain’t nobody putting it on bitch
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| Get it by myself ridin, smoking on that strong bitch, strong bitch
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| I’m by myself
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| I’m ridin stealth, ridin stealth
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| Ooh, we
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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, throw 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 have my youngers driving by, driving by
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| I guess niggas won’t die tonight, right, right
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| Follow my lead, my lead
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| From A to Z
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| That X in my jeans, my jeans
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| Pouring cars like supreme
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| Ain’t nobody put me on bitch
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| I ain’t need no help
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| See I got my own shit
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| Own it by myself
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| Don’t even ride with my own bitch
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| They blame it to the left
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| Jury know I ain’t drop no hits
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| Cause I do it myself
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| Quarter million koush, that strong shit
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| Five grams a switcher
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| Always sold low dough low
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| Cause my last code defendant
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| I find I’m too big to ride solo
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| I disagree
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| By myself in the cell
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| And watching the world shit on me, oh lord
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| Who go stop me
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| Not you haters
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| Not Miley
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| (Who you gonna pick up today)
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| No motherfucking body
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| The whole world tryna sign me
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| But I’m already owned
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| Peaking at the I-Phone
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| Oh shit, instagram down |