| Swankin' on these bitches in the old school
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| Ridin' 'round wreakin' havoc on 'em with the top down
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| I got the recipe for what you need boy
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| It’s evident, we got ahead of it, this shit is ours now
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| I can be a disrespectful little prick
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| Homie told me that I prolly need to take it 'bout a notch down
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| Fuck you ain’t heard boy, I’m hot clown
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| How the fuck I’m 'posed to turn this shit a notch down
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| Kill it like Sinatra, rock a stage then it’s dinner with the mafia
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| I’m finna get up in this proper
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| Gon' send the calamari with the pasta
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| On Jamaican pepper, shrimp and with the lobster
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| Baby lookin' like she dressin' for the Oscars
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| Everybody know exactly what I’m not bruh
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| Fuck up out my face, I’m tryna realign my chakras
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| Coolie baby a product, I’m coming from it
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| If ever there was a problem well I ain’t running from it
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| If we gon' talk up percentage, I give a hundred of it
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| If we gon' talk about pushing, I need another button
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| I’m George Bush with the lemon, baby I’m up to something
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| The Strange gang is rejuvenated, we fucking something
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| A bunch of choppas and shootas with us, who fucking want it
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| But they say Coolie is calculated, look at him gunning
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| I know the audience love it cause they applaud and we buzzing
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| We in it, all the discussions, basis of rap
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| I know we 'posed to be thugging
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| But see a pit of the lovers, support we get from the people, we get attached
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| I know that some disappear and I keep it civil but really with my credentials,
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| I tapped and they fucking snapped
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| My paperwork is impeccable, I’m delectable, too respectable
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| You like an edible, take a nap
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| Swankin' on these bitches in the old school
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| Ridin' 'round wreakin' havoc on 'em with the top down
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| I got the recipe for what you need boy
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| It’s evident, we got ahead of it, this shit is ours now
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| I can be a disrespectful little prick
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| Homie told me that I prolly need to take it 'bout a notch down
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| Fuck you ain’t heard boy, I’m hot clown
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| How the fuck I’m 'posed to turn this shit a notch down
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| Cigarette smokin', jack drinkin', hell raisin'
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| I ain’t never been the one to keep it basic
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| Little bitch pay attention when I say shit
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| Don’t nobody move a muscle till I say bitch
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| And they don’t like it but things that done changed bitch
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| They done gave these niggas change shit is dangerous
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| Me and Jamie goin' hammer on the same shit
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| Got the mannerisms of the gentleman and made men
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| All this fuckery around, I prolly should have stayed in
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| I wouldn’t be demanding of it, coming if I caved in
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| And if it’s not for nothing, this is something I was raised in
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| But Joey your controller, need to takin' over Taven
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| Anything I want I can grab it, I got the usual habits
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| Lil homie you are dramatic, I thought that you was a savage
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| And tried to use you for status, I’m tryna move a lil cabbage
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| See I ain’t using the backend, see I ain’t, fuck it
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| Swankin' on these bitches in the old school
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| Ridin' 'round wreakin' havoc on 'em with the top down
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| I got the recipe for what you need boy
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| It’s evident, we got ahead of it, this shit is ours now
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| I can be a disrespectful little prick
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| Homie told me that I prolly need to take it 'bout a notch down
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| Fuck you ain’t heard boy, I’m hot clown
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| How the fuck I’m 'posed to turn this shit a notch down |