| Whoever said money don’t change you
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| Tell them from me that my swagger’s all switched up
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| Chains all tucked in, jeans all ripped up
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| My horsepower goes mad when I shift up
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| Brain nigga, round gal I get kissed up
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| Fresh kanerows make the skirts wanna lift up
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| Hit them from the back, till she switch and sits up
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| That’s a new meaning of 'it's all gone tits up'
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| Tell a big man, boy fix up
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| Don’t wanna get kicked down cause you slipped up
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| No Mocassiono but I’ve still got my chips up
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| If I touch bracket we can never get mixed up (Yeah)
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| This shit’s fucked
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| Niggas stole my swag, now they all wanna switch up
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| Don’t ever slip so I’ve never been tripped up
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| Hand us a label, could I get picked up
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| Cause that’s what I’m on
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| Duppying tunes, that’s what I’m on
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| Major moves, that’s what I’m on
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| Do as I choose cause that’s what I’m on
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| I said that’s what I’m on
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| Win never lose, that’s what I’m on
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| Wanna be a badboy, that’s all long
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| Now your headtop’s gone, that’s what I’m on
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| You know what I’m on, init
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| My afro’s out, Don King it
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| Blatant, any song, kill it
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| Your new mixtape, long, bin it
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| Family and friends, music and food
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| If you’re not on that, come out of here rudeboy
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| About clash me, you’ll lose
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| You’re moving boogs like tracksuit and shoes
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| I’m on, your TV, I’m on
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| Making P’s, so if you wanna rave with me
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| I’m on stage at 3
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| I’m on Earth Agency for the fee
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| I’m on YouTube still, I’m on
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| Tunes with Will, so if you want a verse
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| Chill, I’m on, keeping it real
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| 'Til the beat gets killed, that’s what I’m on
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| Cause that’s what I’m on
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| Duppying tunes, that’s what I’m on
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| Major moves, that’s what I’m on
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| Do as I choose cause that’s what I’m on
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| I said that’s what I’m on
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| Win never lose, that’s what I’m on
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| Wanna be a badboy, that’s all long
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| Now your headtop’s gone, that’s what I’m on
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| (Sky) That’s what I’m on yo
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| Come through, get all the girls like Bonzo
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| They can’t believe man-a-man's still shelling
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| Got the game in my hand like a PS4 control
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| So what do you want though? |
| You wanna battle
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| With the lyrical skeng when you know it’s all long yo?
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| I’m like Lonyo, I get summer love
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| But I’ve gotta walk with the metal when the summer’s done
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| Oh, S-K double Y dem
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| Thieves ain’t ready for the don, come try them
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| Got a new ting that will sky man so high
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| When they come down nobody can find them
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| More the merrier, I get heavier
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| Bury ya, fling them in the pan then fry them
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| Them man are moist, somebody dry them
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| Maggie with a big bag of ashes, that’s what I’m on
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| Cause that’s what I’m on
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| Duppying tunes, that’s what I’m on
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| Major moves, that’s what I’m on
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| Do as I choose cause that’s what I’m on
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| I said that’s what I’m on
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| Win never lose, that’s what I’m on
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| Wanna be a badboy, that’s all long
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| Now your headtop’s gone, that’s what I’m on |