| Bitch on my side
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| Get the hunnids and slide
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| Okay (Yeah)
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| Yeah, ayy
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| (What? Damn)
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| Bad lil' bitch on my side
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| I get the hunnids and slide
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| I get the money and I
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| I get the kush, I’m fried
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| I get the kush and slide
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| Brodie pulled up with that 9
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| On the block, cuffing that iron
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| I gotta get what’s mine
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| Bad lil' bitch on my side
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| I get the hunnids and slide
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| I get the money and I
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| I get the kush, I’m fried
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| I get the kush and slide
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| Brodie pulled up with that 9
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| On the block, cuffing that iron
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| I gotta get what’s mine
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| Souljah in the trap, and you know we countin' bankrolls
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| I stay with them racks, bitch, you know my pockets stay on fold
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| Been in the trenches way too long, now its time to go
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| Been with the shits way too long, now lets count the dough
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| Ayy, no more kickin' doors
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| Just exotic doughs, ayy
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| I fuck up the dough, ayy
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| I slide with that dog, ayy
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| Damn, these niggas fraud
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| All my niggas walk down
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| Man these niggas salty
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| Uptown, Uptown
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| I got that drip, came out the water
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| You cuffing that bitch, she ain’t want record her
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| RCB pull up, fucking your daughter
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| Diamonds and Wifi, you know that’s gon' scorch ya
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| Fucking with gang, yo' get tortured
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| Crossing these niggas, just like the border
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| Blood on my Nikes, I don’t wear Jordans
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| Pull up in Audi, like a Transporter
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| Cast a love spell, break her spine
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| Neck, wrist, always on shine
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| Big Glock right at yo' mind
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| Turn to a demon, niggas start dyin'
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| I know that nigga was pot
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| First don’t want shit, now she tryna slide
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| Fucking yo' bitch in my Nike slides
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| Tokyo Drift, doin' donuts outside
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| Bad lil' bitch on my side
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| I get the hunnids and slide
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| I get the money and I
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| I get the kush, I’m fried
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| I get the kush and slide
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| Brodie pulled up with that 9
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| On the block, cuffing that iron
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| I gotta get what’s mine
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| Bad lil' bitch on my side
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| I get the hunnids and slide
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| I get the money and I
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| I get the kush, I’m fried
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| I get the kush and slide
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| Brodie pulled up with that 9
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| On the block, cuffing that iron
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| I gotta get what’s mine |