| I can be walking and still run this shit
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| I can be sitting and still stand this shit
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| I can be sleep and still plan this shit
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| You can be Debo, who’s gonna get the hit
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| You can keep the roses bitch it’s guns & dreads
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| You can keep the fire hoses, when this gun get you wet
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| I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that
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| I don’t got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah
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| Aye lil nigga where’s the money
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| You thought I was a lil dummy?
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| I got association with money
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| These niggas be super corny
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| These niggas be stupid lying
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| These niggas is super funny
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| I ain’t gotta wait in line, the doorman was waiting for me
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| Told that bitch you wasting time
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| All that talking ain’t saying nothing
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| «Aye holmes why you got a 9?»
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| All that talk ain’t spraying nothing
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| Bitch told me I blow her mind
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| She say she can’t wait to touch me
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| But she’s on another time
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| She say she can’t wait to fuck me
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| I was riding down vine, going fast and sipping muddy
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| Sipping all this damn drank
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| I don’t gotta piss or nothing
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| If you cannot fix your mouth my boys come through fix yo tummy
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| More Sosa, less Tony
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| You can come and meet my buddy
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| I’m riding with my buddy sipping muddy
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| Smoking stinky, bitches love me call my phone
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| Wanna fuck me, wanna touch me, wanna love me
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| Sosa ain’t got time for lovey dovey
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| I can be walking and still run this shit
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| I can be sitting and still stand this shit
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| I can be sleep and still plan this shit
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| You can be Debo, who’s gonna get the hit
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| You can keep the roses bitch it’s guns & dreads
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| You can keep the fire hoses, when this gun get you wet
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| I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that
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| I don’t got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah
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| I got 100s and facts, 100s and Mac’s
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| 100s and Tec’s
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| I got 100s and 20s, 100s and 50s
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| I know that I got sauce but I don’t eat spaghetti
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| Reese says I’m riding round with Ashley Spinelli
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| You like Pac up in Juice I be how Nas be in Belly
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| Got 15 for a show hell nah that’s too petty
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| It’s getting hot in here but I do not be with Nelly
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| I know I don’t speak English bitch, all I speak is Fetty
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| I ain’t never lackin' bitch all I be is ready
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| Yo bitch ain’t tryna go she get that boot, call her Betty
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| I ain’t finna call that bitch no Uber, call a Taxi
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| The Police hate Chief Keef, I swear they just wanna snatch me
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| They ran up in my house grabbed me, swear I wasn’t ready
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| But Chief Keef ain’t police If I could then I would blast em'
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| But the law won’t let me judge gon try and give me 50
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| I can be walking and still run this shit
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| I can be sitting and still stand this shit
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| I can be sleep and still plan this shit
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| You can be Debo, who’s gonna get the hit
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| You can keep the roses bitch it’s guns & dreads
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| You can keep the fire hoses, when its gon getchu wet
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| I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that
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| I don’t got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah |