| All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet
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| We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain’t have no cable
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| Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain’t got no neighbors
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| Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah
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| I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton
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| Told the streets I’m too hot, you can’t handle this
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| I’ma lie to your honor, I’m scandalous
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| I’m rich, got caught with another nigga bitch
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| New G-Wagon, '18, no tints
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| Can’t keep up with the money I spent
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| I don’t keep count, I just know that I’m gettin' it
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| I be hearin' rumors they gon' take my chain
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| I ain’t really trippin' if a young nigga get it
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| Hope you got insurance, nigga, you gon' die with it
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| Breaking news, guarantee we make a nigga feel it
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| We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain’t have no cable
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| Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain’t got no neighbors
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| We got the whole city on exotic, tell the plug to send all the flavors
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| I never went for extortion, you can’t pay a nigga to tell you I paid him
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| Shout out the real ones who gettin' it, yeah
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| Ride 'round the city, no ceiling, yeah
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| I had to upgrade my living, yeah
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| Took me some time, but I did it, yeah
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| I’m balling, I stay on my pivot, yeah
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| Label me one of the real ones, yeah
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| I see 'em shootin' shots
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| Any one of 'em hit me, we killin' 'em dead
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| Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank)
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| Told 'em that I quit but I can’t (I can’t)
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| I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint)
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| Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week
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| Hope a nigga don’t think I’m sweet (I'm sweet)
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| Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (New Jeep)
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| Everything mine, I don’t rent it, I keep (I keep)
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| All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet
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| We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain’t have no cable
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| Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain’t got no neighbors
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| Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah
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| I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton
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| Told the streets I’m too hot, you can’t handle this
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| I’ma lie to your honor, I’m scandalous
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| I like how she watchin' me (Like how she watchin')
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| This jewelry on me goin' insane
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| I come from the poverty (Come from the poverty)
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| This money ain’t makin' me change (Change)
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| Everything lit when we go up, yeah
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| Whole lot of four we throw up, yeah
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| My diamonds on fleek, they glow up, yeah
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| Everybody sip lean, pour up, yeah
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| All the PT’s came from Cinco
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| Hope them folks don’t hit me with the RICO
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| Still can make a call and get a kilo
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| Keep it real, you niggas know my steelo
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| Hold that thought, just keep that on the D-low
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| We don’t pay no notes, don’t go through re-po's
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| We gon' hit 'em up and make 'em repost
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| I became a neighborhood hero
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| Tryna listen to my conversation
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| Bank account a lot of puncutation
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| Told the plug ain’t no more situations
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| Trap house rollin', Radric Davis (Oh God)
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| Pulled up sippin' on drank, yeah
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| Everywhere I go, big bank, yeah
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| Ain’t never withdraw from the bank, yeah
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| Give a damn what a fuck nigga think, yeah
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| Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank)
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| Told 'em that I quit but I can’t (I can’t)
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| I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint)
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| Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week
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| Hope a nigga don’t think I’m sweet (I'm sweet)
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| Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (New Jeep)
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| Everything mine, I don’t rent it, I keep (I keep)
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| All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet
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| We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain’t have no cable
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| Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain’t got no neighbors
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| Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah
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| I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton
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| Told the streets I’m too hot, you can’t handle this
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| I’ma lie to your honor, I’m scandalous |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This Week , by - Lil Baby. Song from the album Street Gossip, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп