| Boy they already know what it is when I talk this shit here
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| Dae Dae let’s go and give it to 'em boy
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| Let’s go’n get 'em out the way, it’s a new wave nigga
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| Neck piece too lit, this bitch too lit
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| AP two bricks, bad bitch too thick
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| Fashion, oohwee, backend, oohwee
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| Kardashian, two piece, MAC or that Uzi
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| Trappin' by Poole Creek, action when it’s 'bout me
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| They say you not the man in the streets
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| I’m flashy, now you got the man with the key
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| I crashed it, now I’m in that new Straight 8 Jeep
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| It’s happenin', they finally freed my fuckin' brother D
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| Don’t panic, man time to turn up on them beats
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| I’m dangerous, oh you actin' hard? |
| nigga please
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| Gang with me, and we in the club one hundred deep nigga
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| This bitch too lit, thug bitch, Ruth Chris
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| Dark bitch, dark shades, dark pay, okay
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| Red bitch, Charday, red bottoms, two K
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| Yachtmaster forty K, Atlanta new wave
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| This bitch too lit, thug bitch, Ruth Chris
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| Dark bitch, dark shades, dark pay, okay
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| Red bitch, Charday, red bottoms, two K
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| Yachtmaster forty K, Atlanta new wave
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| Atlanta new wave, I got Bluray, woo
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| Still in the burbs, bitch I’m too paid
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| The Forgis make me swerve when I’m cruisin'
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| I know I make 'em nervous how I do this shit nigga
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| Pop the dunk on Irving, leave the keys in the ignition
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| And I’m shooting like Curry nigga, try me I’ma swish it
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| My big chain nervous, I got racks and I got glizzy
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| In that blue excursion, I’m in traffic sitting on inches
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| I might go to Follies, go to Flame and throw a twenty
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| I might take her shopping buy her that but ain’t no feeling
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| She still go to college but her daddy don’t be tripping
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| And I’m with my partners, time to turn up with my niggas
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| This bitch too lit, thug bitch, Ruth Chris
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| Dark bitch, dark shades, dark pay, okay
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| Red bitch, Charday, red bottoms, two K
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| Yachtmaster forty K, Atlanta new wave
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| This bitch too lit, thug bitch, Ruth Chris
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| Dark bitch, dark shades, dark pay, okay
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| Red bitch, Charday, red bottoms, two K
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| Yachtmaster forty K, Atlanta new wave
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| It’s the new wave, I got blue rays
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| Might pull out the garage in the new Wraith
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| Fuck 'em if they hatin', bitch I’m too paid
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| I’m clutchin' 'cause they hatin' but it’s cool, hate
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| My bitch too lit, your bitch my bitch
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| Big rim, big crib, four-fifth, right here
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| I won’t let you try me ever ever again
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| This lil bitch want molly, she want percs and shit (molly percocets)
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| You know it ain’t no problem, we gon' work the shit
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| Order up them bottles, Dae Dae got this bitch lit
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| And we want them hoes that bring all her friends
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| We got this bitch loaded, go’n and turn up, yeah
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| This bitch too lit, thug bitch, Ruth Chris
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| Dark bitch, dark shades, dark pay, okay
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| Red bitch, Charday, red bottoms, two K
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| Yachtmaster forty K, Atlanta new wave
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| This bitch too lit, thug bitch, Ruth Chris
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| Dark bitch, dark shades, dark pay, okay
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| Red bitch, Charday, red bottoms, two K
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| Yachtmaster forty K, Atlanta new wave |