| Aye, aye, aye, aye
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| She don’t fuck with you cause you a bozo
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| Still ain’t save her number in my phone, tho
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| Call your bitch a hoe and niggas still in love
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| She just came my crib and that’s your woman, cuz
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| They don’t make us all la familia
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| Nobody on your team was ever similar
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| Know too many scammer niggas, fuck a bank account
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| Straight cash on some fabric I can’t pronounce
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| I know niggas 40, still they hang they flag up
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| Still know niggas makin' naked bitches back up
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| And my ears only open to the cash
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| You bum niggas ain’t never open up a passport
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| Kill-killin' New York, I think I’m Reggie Miller
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| Me and Nitty, spent 300 on some spaggetti, nigga
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| Everybody on my team on the same thing
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| I don' broke bread with all of my niggas
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| Got slow neck from all the bad bitches
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| Put me anywhere, you know that I’ma go get it
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| All of my niggas, you know that they with it
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| All my niggas on the same thing
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| I can’t fuck with you, if your not gang gang
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| I know what was on her mind when she gave brain
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| When I hit it from the back, say my name, name
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| Yeah (aye aye)
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| Aye aye, yeah
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| (Aye aye) aye aye, yeah
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| Aye aye, yeah
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| Pull up in a yacht, do it for the block (skrt)
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| Bumpin' Biggvelli, yours big and pac (thug life)
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| Naughty to the socks, rivers got a Glock
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| Heard I got it lock, made it hot
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| Me and 500 had a car chase (crash that)
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| Coutin' blue hundreds, ‘til (cash, cash)
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| I ain’t ducking nothin' but a court case (that's right)
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| I ain’t got a lawyer, man I got away
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| Power of a dollar, me I got a raise (got a raise)
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| Meetin' in a suit, ballin' in a tux
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| Chicken noodle soup, ramen out the cup
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| I don' broke bread with all of my niggas
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| Got slow neck from all the bad bitches
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| Put me anywhere, you know that I’ma go get it
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| All of my niggas, you know that they with it
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| All my niggas on the same thing
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| I can’t fuck with you if your not gang gang
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| I know what was on her mind when she gave brain
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| When I hit it from the back, say my name, name
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| Aye, aye, it’s Downtown,, aye aye
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| Rob a nigga if his chain hang
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| Eyes low like my name Alexander Wang
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| Downtown, Shawn Carter, Money Ain’t A Thang
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| Signed to the wave and they threw me in the game
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| Aye, all my brother rep the same gang
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| Aye, she fuck with us cause you a lame, lame
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| Aye, I be tell hoes the same thing
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| Aye, trap boomin', hear my phone ring
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| Mind your business, don’t worry ‘bout how I get it, nigga
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| Make your bitch make my bed before I hit it, nigga
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| Pussy good but I ain’t stupid, never marry her
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| So much money, gotta Milly Rock to carry it
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| I don' broke bread with all of my niggas
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| Got slow neck from all the bad bitches
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| Put me anywhere you know that I’ma go get it
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| All of my niggas you know that they with it
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| All my niggas on the same thing
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| I can’t fuck with you if your not gang gang
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| I know what was on her mind when she gave brain
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| When I hit it from the back, say my name, name |