| Who up next?
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| They know I’m 'bout disrespect
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| I done ran me up a check
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| I remember all them nights I had to stress
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| I see that they love to flex
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| We gon' hop out, make a mess
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| I ain’t worried 'bout no cake because I’m blessed
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| Lil bitch I’m blessed
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| Liter baby, got drink by the liter baby
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| Sharp just like a needle baby, got stripes like a zebra baby
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| Believe it baby, got keys like Alicia baby
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| White like Justin Bieber baby, put my bitch in a new Mercedes
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| Put it in her mouth, she suck it like she teethin' baby
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| Ho I know that you bad, you ain’t no keeper baby
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| Put him to sleep, got twenty-three just like a sleeping baby
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| I won’t ever chase a bitch, I only chase the paper, huh
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| Smellin' like the ounces in this bitch, huh, whoa, hey
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| I ain’t bring no bouncers in this bitch, uh, no, wait
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| I only brought my Glock and my stick, uh, uh
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| So if a nigga try he gettin' flipped, huh, huh
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| Got some niggas blood, got some niggas crip, uh, uh
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| But they know what I’m banging off the rip, uh, yeah, yeah
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| And they know I keep that thing up on my hip, uh |
| She wanna taste me so I put it on her lip
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| Said I put it on her lip
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| She wanna taste me so I put it on her lip, ooh yeah
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| Yeah I put it on her lip
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| She wanna taste me so I put it on her lip, yeah
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| Who up next?
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| They know I’m 'bout disrespect
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| I done ran me up a check
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| I remember all them nights I had to stress
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| I see that they love to flex
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| We gon' hop out, make a mess
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| I ain’t worried 'bout no cake because I’m blessed
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| Lil bitch I’m blessed
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| She deepthroat and she cut just like some scissors, huh
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| Beat boy a fraud like I rap on instrumentals
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| I pull his card, gotta show me that he with it
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| This shit get wicked, all my Glocks, they got extensions
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| Fifty racks all in Onyx, bein' honest baby
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| These niggas cappin', they don’t want it, they just be frontin' baby
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| I had to get it, I had to get it, got me stuntin' baby
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| Oh, they know they won’t take nothin' baby
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| Gotta get up on them loads in the trip with it
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| Babe you know, thinkin' they can do a split with it
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| Babe you know, ho you know I’ll tip you with it
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| Girl you know, girl you know I’ll tip you baby yeah, huh |
| I weigh that dope up with no scale, huh
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| Girl through it all I prevailed
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| And I got it off a cell
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| No no no
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| And I say no no no, oh, oh oh oh
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| Yeah yeah
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| Who up next?
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| They know I’m 'bout disrespect
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| I done ran me up a check
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| I remember all them nights I had to stress
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| I see that they love to flex
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| We gon' hop out, make a mess
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| I ain’t worried 'bout no cake because I’m blessed
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| Lil bitch I’m blessed |