| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Built my legacy
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| Drivin' Bentleys, not no Lexuses
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| She on ecstasy
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| Fuck her two times then I left the bitch
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| Not with that extra shit
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| I won’t text the bitch, just sex the bitch
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| We young and reckless
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| Pull up with tecs and shit, kill pedestrians
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| I’m on perc and I’m on lean and I’m on bars
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| Pull up, tecs and shit, start wettin' shit out the car
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| How you go big on big my nigga, I’m extra large
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| San Diego, I be beatin' all my charges (ayy)
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| Glock got a private part (ayy)
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| Car be push to start (yeah)
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| Your lady done got involved
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| Off xans I’m noddin' off
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| Don’t make me make the call
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| My nigga’ll slay his dogs
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| My nigga ain’t got no heart
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| My nigga’ll slay his partners
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| Free Cool, he in the box
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| Free Cool, he on the boot
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| I’m on the phone with him
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| I’m rollin' 'cause I’m on it, too (ayy)
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| Pull up in coupes (ayy)
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| Drop out and shoot (ayy)
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| Lil' Tay on the roof (ayy)
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| We all got a woo on us
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| You niggas can’t get no verse
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| You’re lucky you got a chorus
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| I don’t like 911
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| Except when I’m in a Porsche
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| I hop out, park the chop
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| Luc Belaire, pop the corks
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| No time to be goin' to court
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| That baby gon' get abort
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| Built my legacy
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| Drivin' Bentleys, not no Lexuses
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| She on ecstasy
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| Fuck her two times then I left the bitch
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| Not with that extra shit
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| I won’t text the bitch, just sex the bitch
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| We young and reckless
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| Pull up with tecs and shit, kill pedestrians
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| I’m on perc and I’m on lean and I’m on bars
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| Pull up, tecs and shit, start wettin' shit out the car
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| How you go big on big my nigga, I’m extra large
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| I was off the chain but now my songs all over the charts
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| Now she give me head whenever I knock her head off (yeah)
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| I’m a head honcho the way I knock your whole lil' set off (yeah)
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| Got a AR-15 with the scope, this ain’t no airsoft
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| Ain’t talkin' Migos, when I see you I’m gon' take off
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| (Yeah yeah, ain’t it)
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| Baby let’s get faded
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| You’re mad you ain’t make The Fader
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| On XXL, you hatin'
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| Nigga won’t accept me in Vegas
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| I done did too many frauds
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| I was 17 with 80
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| Started noticin' somethin' crazy
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| He 17 with 80
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| No choice, they had to take it
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| My lawyer got it back
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| Say «I appreciate it»
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| Now shawty 20 racks
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| Don’t believe her name Raven
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| You can go and fuckin' ask
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| But I thank the Lord I made it
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| All I gotta do is rap
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| Built my legacy
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| Drivin' Bentleys, not no Lexuses
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| She on ecstasy
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| Fuck her two times then I left the bitch
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| Not with that extra shit
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| I won’t text the bitch, just sex the bitch
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| We young and reckless
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| Pull up with tecs and shit, kill pedestrians
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| I’m on perc and I’m on lean and I’m on bar
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| Pull up, tecs and shit, start wettin' shit out the car
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| How you go big on big my nigga, I’m extra large
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| I’m takin' bars, find my inmates tryna break you loose
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| My jeweler chain sent the wrong bracelet to my boo
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| I’m with Blac Chyna but she ain’t nothin' but a florida swoop
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| She say I’m a dawg, Snoop
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| I’m runnin' too hot for you
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| I don’t need no child from you
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| It’s Project Baby 2 |