| Better be careful what you wish for, nigga
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| Young nigga ride with them sticks on a nigga
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| Tissue paper got me shitting on niggas
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| Came from the hood, I got rich on these niggas
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| The plug, don’t drop it off
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| No dub, come get it all
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| Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
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| A thousand pounds of midget, nigga, it’s tall
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| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| Drop off the pack, go get the money
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| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| I drop off the pack, pick up the money
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| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| I get the bags and my niggas come from the country
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| Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
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| Selling everything, ain’t touching nothing
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| Ten traps and they all bumping
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| Three flip phones, one just for the plug’s number
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| Day shift, Pink Pony
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| Three snow bunnies and they got they nose running
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| I’m having them bricks, but I don’t touch them
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| Spiff out of DC, but my nigga from (?)
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| Wrap up the brick, went platinum from selling it
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| I jumped out the Lamb, my kicks incredible
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| Plug just dropped twenty off, thinking about saying, «Fuck it»
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| Why would I do that and I make at least a band off of every bag,
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| I don’t even touch it
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| Just got a dirty AK plug from Russia
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| Cap out them bricks, I ain’t have to do nothing
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| One-and-one Cartier with the VVS custom
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| Spend the profit from my customers
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| Better be careful what you wish for, nigga
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| Young nigga ride with them sticks on a nigga
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| Tissue paper got me shitting on niggas
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| Came from the hood, I got rich on these niggas
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| The plug, don’t drop it off
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| No dub, come get it all
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| Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
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| A thousand pounds of midget, nigga, it’s tall
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| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| Drop off the pack, go get the money
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| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| I drop off the pack, pick up the money
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| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| I get the bags and my niggas come from the country
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| Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
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| Selling everything, ain’t touching nothing
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| Selling everything, ain’t touching shit
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| Give my nigga a brick, see what he working with
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| Give him a little tip
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| Tell him hit it with the baking soda whip
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| Can’t fuck with you niggas if I know you snitched
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| If I don’t like a nigga, I’m fucking his bitch
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| Two burners, two pots, two wrists
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| One hanger, one whisk
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| You a pee-on nigga, really worse than piss
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| I’m working out, pushing weight with my wrist
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| I might be crazy, think I’m worth more than Ludacris
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| Go check the resume, nigga, I do this shit
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| Yeah, I do this shit
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| Fuck nigga, you new to this
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| Ain’t gotta touch it to move a brick
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| I’m doing what you wish
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| Better be careful what you wish for, nigga
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| Young nigga ride with them sticks on a nigga
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| Tissue paper got me shitting on niggas
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| Came from the hood, I got rich on these niggas
|
| The plug, don’t drop it off
|
| No dub, come get it all
|
| Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
|
| A thousand pounds of midget, nigga, it’s tall
|
| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
|
| Drop off the pack, go get the money
|
| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| I drop off the pack, pick up the money
|
| Sell everything, don’t touch nothing
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| I get the bags and my niggas come from the country
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| Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
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| Selling everything, ain’t touching nothing |