| Aye
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| Jay Critch Hood Fav
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| This shit too fucking easy man
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| Aye
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| Aye
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| Look
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| I put my life in this shit
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| Buss down worth more than ya life on my wrist, boy
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| I know she like all this shit
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| We could spend some time but I ain’t wifing that bitch
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| Now I’m litty, she be texting and typing me shit
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| I want all the money, I want every type of this shit
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| In ya city and I only got one night in this shit
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| Shooters with me, let it off and then they wiping this shit
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| I got right with the trips
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| Made another play I think it might make a flip
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| These bullets so bit I think it might make 'em flip
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| My Brodie don’t rap but he still might make a hit
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| And I’m hot, I been pouring up this wok takin' sips (lean)
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| Ain’t worried 'bout the opps it’s like they block don’t exist
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| Baddies in the club, a hunnid shots in the ven'
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| I’m with
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| see a hunnid shots in the clip
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| He be acting tough I know he not with the shits
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| Since I ran it up it ain’t no stopping this shit
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| Woke up in the store like yeah I’m copping this shit
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| Tell 'em mind they business I’m on top of this shit
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| I gave her the dick and she on top of this shit
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| I put my life in this shit
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| Buss down worth more than ya life on my wrist, boy
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| I know she like all this shit
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| We could spend some time but I ain’t wifing that bitch
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| Now I’m litty, she be texting and typing me shit
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| I want all the money, I want every type of this shit
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| In ya city and I only got one night in this shit
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| Shooters with me, let it off and then they wiping this shit |