| I get the bag, yeah I be gettin' a check in
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| We clutch on Glocks, yeah we clutch on Smith and Wessons, yeah
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| I told that bitch, I wan' fuck you and your best friend, yeah
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| Don’t hit my line, told that ho I don’t do texting
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| Stop callin' my phone and don’t text it
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| Nigga fuck with me and shit gon' get hectic
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| Say you got a problem, address it
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| Pull up, no Nike, I gotta check it
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| These niggas like bitches, they messy
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| Young nigga shit, streets taught me a lesson
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| Get on my knees and I prayed for a blessing
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| I know one day that I’m gon' be a legend
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| I hit the bank when the check in
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| She wanna fuck, give me neck then
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| I might fuck her and her best friend
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| Then I’ma pass them to the next man
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| I got them bands so I’m flexin'
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| I get the bag while you restin'
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| Them niggas know he be clutchin' on choppers
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| Catch him, we blowin' his back in
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| I get the bag, yeah I be gettin' a check in
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| We clutch on Glocks, yeah we clutch on Smith and Wessons, yeah
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| I told that bitch, I wan' fuck you and your best friend, yeah
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| Don’t hit my line, told that ho I don’t do texting
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| Stop callin' my phone and don’t text it
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| Nigga fuck with me and shit gon' get hectic
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| Say you got a problem, address it
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| Pull up, no Nike, I gotta check it
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| These niggas like bitches, they messy
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| Young nigga shit, streets taught me a lesson
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| Get on my knees and I prayed for a blessing
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| I know one day that I’m gon' be a legend
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| Walked in the mall and blew racks on Gucci
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| Bad lil bitch and she act real bougie
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| Thick lil somethin', can’t lie, she a cutie
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| Pussy get wet, somethin' like a jacuzzi
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| She eat the dick up, just like it’s some noodles
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| Look at her ass while I’m grippin' her booty
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| I wanna fuck, baby give me that coochie
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| Pull out the camera, let’s make us a movie
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| Ho on my dick, wanna fuck 'cause I’m poppin'
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| Told her fuck bro and bitch you gotta top me
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| I do my shit, give a fuck 'bout who watchin'
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| 23 shit, bitch you know how I’m rockin'
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| Want me in your city, send me your deposit
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| We pullin' up and we strapped with them rockets
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| What’s in my cup, it damn near got me sloppy
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| Do Percocets only, don’t fuck with the roxys
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| I get the bag, yeah I be gettin' a check in
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| We clutch on Glocks, yeah we clutch on Smith and Wessons, yeah
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| I told that bitch, I wan' fuck you and your best friend, yeah
|
| Don’t hit my line, told that ho I don’t do texting
|
| Stop callin' my phone and don’t text it
|
| Nigga fuck with me and shit gon' get hectic
|
| Say you got a problem, address it
|
| Pull up, no Nike, I gotta check it
|
| These niggas like bitches, they messy
|
| Young nigga shit, streets taught me a lesson
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| Get on my knees and I prayed for a blessing
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| I know one day that I’m gon' be a legend |