| Imma tell you like the homie told me
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| Don’t get trapped when you fuckin' with these streets
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| ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese
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| Don’t get caught fuckin' slippin'
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| Imma tell you like the homie told me
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| Don’t get trapped when you fuckin' with these streets
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| ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese
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| Don’t get caught fuckin' slippin'
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| Swerve to the left, I swerve to the right
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| To infinity, my swag buzz light
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| Fuck a Bud Light, Henney got my buzz rights
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| We ten deep bitch, it’s a thriller life
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| All up in the session with the bottles in this box
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| Young trill nigga, from the the murda block
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| West coast shit, don’t be slippin' after dark
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| Stomp yo ass up, leave ya full of dirt marks
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| We might be ridin' in that ‘lac, I might be solo on that back
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| Imma pull up to my show, we about to get right
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| We about to get right
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| We about to take flights
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| We about to get right
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| We about to head right, right (right)
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| Imma tell you like the homie told me
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| Don’t get trapped when you fuckin' with these streets
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| ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese
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| Don’t get caught fuckin' slippin'
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| Imma tell you like the homie told me
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| Don’t get trapped when you fuckin' with these streets
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| ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese
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| Don’t get caught fuckin' slippin'
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| ‘Cause niggas out here hella petty, so ridiculous
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| And bitches take you for your money, so conspicuous
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| But I ain’t talking ‘bout no rappin'
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| So you can miss me with that bullshit (daaamn)
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| I’m trying to see a billion
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| I’m trying to get it high as a ceiling, don’t see no limit
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| I’m trying to stack up on veggies, go on and eat ya spinach
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| I gotta go out and get it, fuck up the competition
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| Yeah I’m on a mission, your scripture
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| Imma tell you like the homie told me
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| Don’t get trapped when you fuckin' with these streets
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| ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese
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| Don’t get caught fuckin' slippin'
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| Imma tell you like the homie told me
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| Don’t get trapped when you fuckin' with these streets
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| ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese
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| Don’t get caught fuckin' slippin' |