| Im Sack Chasin'
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| No sleep I’m doing it restless
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| 30k went to my necklace
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| A $ 100 just went to breakfast
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| Wen we fuck I’m leaving her breathless
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| This dick go so far up her intestines
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| She had to nerve to ask for a investments
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| She one of many contestants
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| She got a chance if she good at impressing
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| Im like the teacher I’m paper collecting
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| Fonem got everything Make a selection
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| Hella designers I got a collection
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| I came from the bottom u gotta respect it boy
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| This shit wasn’t given we had to finesse it
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| Bullets don’t graze the be connecting boy
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| And I ain’t use to have shit so I talk shit
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| And I ain’t worried bout shit
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| Fonem slide thru this bitch on John wick
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| Mop sticks out they custodians
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| Catch this nick at nite nickaloaden
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| My wrist jus sitter there roley-in
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| Niggas be lame as Napoleon… dynamite
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| And I be high as the Fahrenheit
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| In the hottest city on the hottest night
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| Somewhere up in fastest car
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| Makin shit move at the speed of the light
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| Act up today you won’t see tonight
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| Her Head game week I won’t see her twice
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| I do what I want I don’t take advice
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| If a nigga want smoke we a make it right
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| …Gang just popped in yo area
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| Looking like we robbed Bank of America
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| All the broke niggas they scared of us
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| You need some money if you want to war with us
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| Cause I’m putting a bag on each of them
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| Now his homie even thinking about sleeping him
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| Better watch yo back be with them
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| Ain’t shooting to graze we tryna connect
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| Get out the way you ain’t tryna get wet
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| I call the plays I’m the connect
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| I spend a lot cause I also collect
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| But I hustle my ass off like I’m in debt
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| We got them packs shipping thru the US
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| Praying everything hit the adress
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| That drake give you 6 like OVO
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| We right out your window like Romeo
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| In a car they be racing in Tokyo
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| All white if you sniff you might overdose
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| Get that backend, pockets Overflow
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| Like dream that choppa falsetto
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| Make the ketchup come out yo tomato
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| He want smoke we gone bring a tornado |