| If I’m winning, the whole team winning, see?
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| If I’m winning, the whole team winning
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| If I’m hitting, the whole team hittin
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| If I’m hitting, the whole team hittin
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| Oh shit, my whole clique victorious
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| Oh shit, my whole clique victorious
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| Oh shit, my whole clique victorious
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| Okay — no shit, whole clique on like a light switch
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| Off that loud, I know you can hear the mic clip
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| Up real late with your girl on the night shift
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| Show her how to ride that dick, no license
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| I don’t know rules, bitch, you’re fucking with an outlaw
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| Ten deep, looks like I pulled up in a clown car
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| Ride for my dogs, couldn’t do it without y’all
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| High as a kite, people tell me it’s a downfall
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| If I’m winning, the whole team winning, see?
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| If I hit 'em both, the whole team understand
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| Girl chocolate, her best friend lemon head
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| No interviews, I’m talking in the bed
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| Finesse and Funk Master Flexin on em
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| See me taking shots like a Western
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| Up in the penthouse, you still in the Best Western
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| Six feet deep, goin' down ain’t an option
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| Too fly, kickin' down the door of your cockpit
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| Bottom of the map but money is the topic
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| Top of the world, you’re looking microscopic
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| Straight up — I don’t need no juice
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| Lil' sticky in the Swisher got 'em stuck like glue
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| No V-neck, nigga, just me and my crew
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| Drop a bomb on your head, got a pocket full of nukes
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| I lost my mind, shorty, let it all loose
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| Whole team gettin' in, she ain’t even gotta choose
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| Tryna hang over here? |
| Better off with a noose
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| Ol' hating-ass nigga, hit em off with a deuce
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| For really, I’m feeling like a milli'
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| Alumni, Bat Gang, LA is the city
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| That I’m reppin' the most, but on the East Coast
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| Tell em I’m good… |