| nigga
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| Hey
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| Trap is so much work, they call the police at the public houses
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| I can’t do no stretch, I told 'em niggas we was only browsing
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| beat it up, I call it Ronda Rousing
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| Damn, my fingers bleeding, all I’m doing is is fucking counting
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| Damn you niggas snitching, funny won’t do shit about it
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| How you beefing on the internet?
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| I know that you ain’t in your life, you never been a threat
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| Threw the fucking ocean on my arm, you never been a sweat
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| Put another plate up on the bar and I ain’t sweat
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| Ay, serving Fentanyl
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| Press one with the thirty on the back and look like Adderall
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| Damn if I just stack up all my money, bread look hella tall
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| Reach for that thirty with that was hella small
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| They ain’t want no beef, nigga I eat Phillies
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| Cheesestaking, I’m dream chasing, I’m feeling like I’m Meek Millie
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| EA 'cause I play sports and you niggas out here pop pillies
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| Y’all counting on Instagram and I’m counting on top millies
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| I think money made a monster
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| My wrist is probably magic, I whip another part up
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| We gon' bring the beef right to your door like it’s
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| Always keep a bullet in the head, I got a shot took
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| Ay, fuck you know about that? |
| Shooter pull my pole right back
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| Windows on that Cad all black
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| Hey, that’s energy, uh
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| Ay, I’m a beast
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| Hey, every key carry teams
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| Ay, hit your head
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| , mmh
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| Bitch don’t get involved, we getting off |