| Kap you names on the beat !
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| Iceburg
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| Yuh, yuh, cmon
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| Yuh, huh
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| When I got money I swear it done changed
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| These pussy ass n*ggas ain’t rocking like this
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| Heard he got his chain snatched, he ain’t get shit for it (huh)
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| N*ggas going out like a bitch
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| I be up all night getting high?
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| I seen the blitz, he pull out all kinds of tricks (yuh)
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| Stuck with my gang, I never divide this shit
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| I kept on adding the money, subtracting the haters
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| Now I multiply my wrist
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| Like a damn?
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| Run a play, down, set, hut free Ralo
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| N*ggas can’t call my bluff, smoking white runtz
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| Im just getting high by the puff
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| Im sending shots, I make em huh (Kap you names on the beat)
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| I make em duck
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| My price when uppity up
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| Might ride in a all black Cadillac truck
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| Money so old just like Harriet Tubman
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| Play with me n*gga, I bury your nuts
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| ?, chop up his hand he be touched
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| Backend coming, Im booked up for months
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| Come from the trash, but now I eat lamb for lunch
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| Young n*ggas pulled up ram truck, said they went up one
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| Coulda bought a lamb truck
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| But I bought more guns
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| Broke n*gga talking Iceburg lemme hold something
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| Two big balls and a dick when I hold dat
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| Coulda got me a brick, but i bought me a Rolex
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| They gon put me where the goat at
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| I drip yea thats for sure that
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| Iceburg freezing the bitch make her ask where her coat at
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| All this water on me, bitch better off asking me where a boat at
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| Bitch shutup, I put that dick where her throat at
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| Racks, stacks im never gon go back
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| Cappin ass n*gga keep talking bout the hood but can’t even go back
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| Just pulled in my hood,?
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| When I got money I swear it done changed
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| These pussy ass n*ggas ain’t rocking like this
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| Heard he got his chain snatched, he ain’t get shit for it (huh)
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| N*ggas going out like a bitch
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| I be up all night getting high?
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| I seen the blitz, he pull out all kinds of tricks (yuh)
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| Stuck with my gang, I never divide this shit
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| I kept on adding the money, subtracting the haters
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| Now I multiply my wrist
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| Like a damn?
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| Run a play, down, set, hut free Ralo
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| N*ggas can’t call my bluff, smoking white runtz
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| Im just getting high by the puff |