| Bands in my pocket match the car color
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| Yeah guess a nigga match that
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| I got the high score up in the gym
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| You know a nigga match that
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| Everything I do is siamese (double)
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| Yeah, nigga match that
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| I dump 100,000 on the tape (dump it)
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| Told 'em niggas match that
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| Match it up, match it up, up
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| Match it up, ma-ma-match it up
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| Match it up, match it up, up
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| Ma-ma-match it up
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| Can’t afford 2, then you don’t need one
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| I got your shooters too and double ones
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| Fuckin' round I’ma go and get a drummer sound
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| Brum-bum-bum-bum
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| Balenciaga match the coat, I had to match that
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| Pull up with my homie to the venue in a double matte max
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| Back it up, I told that bitch to come and back it up
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| Then she came in with her twin, tried to back me down
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| I call my niggas Stokes to come back me up
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| Did our thing and told 'em see 'em when we back in town
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| Hit the alley then a nigga hit the fence
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| Pistol D’s grabbed him now they tryna match the prints
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| Ma-ma-match up
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| Nigga movin' work up out the trap
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| Tryna cleanse another 100,000 out the stack-stack
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| Stack it up
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| Some fishy shit ain’t addin' up
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| She ain’t the bitch that was up in my DM, shit ain’t matchin' up
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| I put my key, you put your key in
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| Whole lotta paper we be seein', match that
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| Match it up, match it up, up
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| Match it up, ma-ma-match it up
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| Match it up, match it up, up
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| Ma-ma-match it up
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| Can’t afford 2, then you don’t need one
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| I got your shooters too and double ones
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| Fuckin' round I’ma go and get a drummer sound
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| Brum-bum-bum-bum
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| Yeah, nigga lately I’ve been seein' double
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| Fuck it, I see that money double time
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| I bagged this bitch, she was a pisces
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| Thinkin' damn, that bitch is a double sign
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| Yeah, two fish
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| After the club I pull the car out the fish spot out on 250
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| I told that bitch that if she like it, double tap it up
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| Austin laced me with the beat, I had to burn it down
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| I ain’t have no more room in the car
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| But if she thirsty and she still wanna roll that, lap it up
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| I’ve let a nigga double park
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| Niggas cursin' at me cause I’m backin' all the traffic up
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| I saw a bitch, don’t give me head like my main do
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| So I had to cut her off cause she couldn’t match that
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| Match it up, match it up, up
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| Match it up, ma-ma-match it up
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| Match it up, match it up, up
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| Ma-ma-match it up
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| Can’t afford 2, then you don’t need one
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| I got your shooters too and double ones
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| Fuckin' round I’ma go and get a drummer sound
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| Brum-bum-bum-bum |