| All of my niggas gettin' money, money
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| Nigga got dropped off, tryna spin Jesus
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| Nigga got dropped off, tryna spin Jesus
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| (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
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| Cut the fan on
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| I’m in a 'yo living, it’s the G.O.A.T. |
| in me
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| Spin broad day, could be 4: 50
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| Got no fear in me, no sympathy
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| Pop Addys, give me more energy, damn
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| When you tweet, don’t mention me
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| We’ll tear your street, no, literally
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| I’m a star, you ain’t runnin' into me
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| I’m a rocket scientist, fuck your chemistry
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| Running 'round with this Harden
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| That’s the only one who 'posed to really speak
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| I walked in with them dawgs in
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| Like a blind man, I can’t really see
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| None of you niggas ain’t shit to me
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| None of you bitches be the shit to me
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| Although I got richer, ain’t switchin' me
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| 'Cause I still’ll ride with the heat
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| In my denim, I got fifty G
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| I ain’t friendly, fuck with my enemies
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| And the way that I did 'em
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| Why I did it? |
| I got plenty reasons (Shh)
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| Know the oddball get real even
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| Nigga got dropped off, tryna spin Jesus
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| In the field, I’m a gorilla
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| Beat on my chest when I talk to the hitters, uh
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| I hit that ho, then I dipped
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| I don’t see no future, just being more realer, uh
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| I’ma get out when I kill it, uh
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| I’ma go out like a menace
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| Sooner we start, we can finish
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| Fuck from the back, got her grabbin' my pendant
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| All of my niggas gettin' money
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| Can’t beef 'bout a bitch, that’s nothin'
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| Nigga say it’s smoke, we gunnin'
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| Tell him pull up and you know that he comin'
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| Niggas actin' like they want it or somethin'
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| I guess it ain’t sweet how he wanted it, huh?
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| Oh, you heard 'bout? |
| Shh, put lil' bruh in the blunt
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| I ain’t make it out the mud to be under the mud
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| All of my niggas gettin' money
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| Can’t beef 'bout a bitch, that’s nothin'
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| Nigga say it’s smoke, we gunnin'
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| Tell him pull up and you know that he comin'
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| Niggas actin' like they want it or somethin'
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| I guess it ain’t sweet how he wanted it, huh?
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| Oh, you heard 'bout? |
| Shh, put lil' bruh in the blunt
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| I ain’t make it out the mud to be under the mud
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| To be under the mud, get that understood or get put in a 'Wood today (Let me
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| tell you)
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| Fuck what it was, I’m runnin' it up and you better not get in the way (I dare
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| you)
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| Roll on shit, won’t even spare you
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| We rock out with heavy metal
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| Hotboii, I go anywhere
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| Big FN, I don’t even care
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| My heart, I knew it was rare
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| Where they crossed, I’m leavin' 'em there
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| They took off when I needed 'em here
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| But no, I ain’t never need no help
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| Double O, lil' baby, don’t ever need a sponsor
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| Ain’t lovin' on lil shawty, no ho regular on my roster
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| IV, that’s my Z
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| About me, D-I-E
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| If we go down, is you slidin'?
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| If no, can’t be around me
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| Where I’m from, we shoot the bush, we ain’t gon' beat around it
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| I put that money over that bitch and I’m gon' keep on countin'
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| All of my niggas gettin' money
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| Can’t beef 'bout a bitch, that’s nothin'
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| Nigga say it’s smoke, we gunnin'
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| Tell him pull up and you know that he comin'
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| Niggas actin' like they want it or somethin'
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| I guess it ain’t sweet how he wanted it, huh?
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| Oh, you heard 'bout? |
| Shh, put lil' bruh in the blunt
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| I ain’t make it out the mud to be under the mud
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| All of my niggas gettin' money
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| Can’t beef 'bout a bitch, that’s nothin'
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| Nigga say it’s smoke, we gunnin'
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| Tell him pull up and you know that he comin'
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| Niggas actin' like they want it or somethin'
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| I guess it ain’t sweet how he wanted it, huh?
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| Oh, you heard 'bout? |
| Shh, put lil' bruh in the blunt
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| I ain’t make it out the mud to be under the mud
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| The mud
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| Under the mud
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| Ain’t make it out the mud
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| Just to be under the mud
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| Got put lil' nigga in a 'Wood
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| Yeah, ran up if you would
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| Yeah, yeah, I wish he would
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| Yeah, run up, he should
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| Yeah, yeah, mmm |