| Downtown shawty, poke your ass out
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| Only settin' niggas up, I don’t back down
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| Black and rollin' 'round with that K out
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| Every time I look down, I’m clean
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| Yeah, got it all lean
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| Big Gat', bail bonds and wrist slap
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| I seen niggas try to dodge all this new tech
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| Buh, huh, buh, buh, buh
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| Fuckin' your bitch like I’m back from the war (Ayy)
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| Fuckin' your bitch, I’m goin' on tour
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| Fuckin' the head of my best
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| I won’t go in the ocean like Nemo, send shots at the floor
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| We can’t relate, bitch, I was poor
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| Empty the safe, money on floor
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| All of my songs are diss (Facts)
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| I might just ghostwrite a hit
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| They know that’s money well-spent, yeah, yeah (You fixed your pussy?)
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| Hol' up, fuck, nigga did homework, what?
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| You gon' keep pushing' your luck
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| If I aim for your head, better hope that you duck
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| Buh, frr, buh, buh, buh
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| Fuckin' that bitch like I’m back from the war (Yeah)
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| Fuckin' your bitch like I’m back from the tour (Uh)
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| Fuck on me, baby, you know I’m a whore
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| I pistol whip 'em so he know that it’s war
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| I ain’t even have to show up in court
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| Droppin' the case, got a drop in the jar, shit
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| Buh, frr, buh, buh, buh
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| Fuckin' that bitch like I’m goin' to war (Yeah)
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| Fuckin' that bitch like I’m back from the tour (Uh)
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| Fuck on me, baby, you know that he borin'
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| I feel like they out here to win, I’m just scorin', huh
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| I can afford it (Yeah)
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| In the ocean like Dory, these sharks get 'em sorted, nasty |