| Said I did you wrong, that had to happen
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| And I need all that green, I need the cabbage
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| I was down too long, so I had to grab it
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| And anyone touch my chain, I get to spazzin'
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| Oh, I get to clappin'
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| I go to LA just for a day
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| And fuck on a baddie
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| I shop in LA and I don’t do no baggage
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| I’m so far from average
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| She gon' do whatever a young nigga say
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| 'Cause I am the captain
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| I held that shit down, I had me some faith
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| Like I was a pastor
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| Ain’t callin' the opps, I’m grippin' the chopper first
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| New Rollie a Presidential, I make it go in her purse
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| Young nigga born to drip
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| All my life, plan for this shit
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| All my life, plan for this shit
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| All my life, plan for this shit
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| Open up fire in the residential
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| If we keep poppin' you lit up
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| Got a new Draco Mini, matte black, and it pop like a zit
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| Ride with the gang, ride with the mob like we a family
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| Gang gon' pull up, wipe out your family tree
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| All my diamonds ain’t got no flaw, this shit ten a piece
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| All this Off-White on, bet she notice me
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| These niggas know I’m a bully
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| Flood your blouse with bullets
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| You cross me, I’ll turn to a shooter
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| Put hoes inside your medulla
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| The Ward or you come from the Nolia
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| Gotta keep with my bros till it blow up
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| My nigga got a glock nine, he gon' shoot for free
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| Take your life for free
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| Knock your whole wig off, leave it in the street
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| Leave it in the street
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| Said I did you wrong, that had to happen
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| And I need all that green, I need the cabbage
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| I was down too long, so I had to grab it
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| And anyone touch my chain, I get to spazzin'
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| Oh, I get to clappin'
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| I go to LA just for a day
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| And fuck on a baddie
|
| I shop in LA and I don’t do no baggage
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| I’m so far from average
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| She gon' do whatever a young nigga say
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| 'Cause I am the captain
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| I held that shit down, I had me some faith
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| Like I was a pastor |