| Pull up and I’m politicking
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| VVS’s bitch I’m dripping
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| Got on my YSL, bitch I’m dripping
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| Bitch looking fly as hell and don’t take pictures
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| Nigga get out of line, a nigga hitting
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| My bitch is fine as hell but she don’t listen
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| That’s why I fuck the bitch and then dismiss her
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| I want blue cheese only
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| I ain’t rocking no Saucony’s
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| Gunna gon' be the first one to own it
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| That shit is out of season I don’t want it
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| I got my britches, how 'bout Ferragamo?
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| I got some choppers, bouta buy more ammo
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| I’m tryna catch a nigga, I ain’t a scammer
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| I’mma need, I feel like the panda
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| Promise I won’t let up
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| You a pussy nigga, nigga shut up
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| I think these bitches dig it like a shovel
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| I got my cheese chip, I’m stacking cheddar
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| God I made it out the ghetto
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| I cannot lie a nigga living better
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| That Rover came with two umbrellas
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| White and black seats, I call 'em salt and pepper
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| I’m toting heavy metal
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| Hit the gas and press the pedal
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| Nigga can’t get no service, ain’t no data
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| I’ll cop another car, you make me madder
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| I could keep getting money, it don’t matter
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| You don’t like what you see then change the channel
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| Cause I’mma keep popping shit on every camera
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| Gunna Gunna with whatever
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| Come where I’m from, gotta keep a gun nigga
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| Cause the young niggas gon' ride
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| Nigga can’t run, nigga you can’t hide
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| I come from where the young niggas die
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| Go get a bond nigga, flip a pot
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| Break down that bond nigga, make a lot
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| Niggas ain’t real, niggas never lie
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| Your brother get killed nigga, and you gon' cry
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| You can’t get what I got
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| I ain’t no pussy, I ain’t someone to try
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| Nigga can’t take the chain or take the watch
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| Nigga a blow the spot
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| See the real in my eyes
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| Nigga ain’t put my pyrex to no side
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| I’m from a mob filled with ties
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| She fuck me cause she like my vibe
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| I copped the car then I chopped the top
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| She want me raw dog but I’m not
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| I feel like a star when I’m walking out
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| I shoot you like Paul Pierce, I got a shot
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| You still playing hard, nigga need to stop
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| My nigga never seen the drought
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| , living on the south
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| I come from where them bodies drop
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| Come where I’m from, gotta keep a gun nigga
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| Cause the young niggas gon' ride
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| Nigga can’t run, nigga you can’t hide
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| I come from where the young niggas die
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| Go get a bond nigga, flip a pot
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| Break down that bond nigga, make a lot
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| Niggas ain’t real, niggas never lie
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| Your brother get killed nigga, and you gon' cry |