| Uh, you know what it is
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| Uh, uh, uh, yo
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| We on now, it’s game time
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| Kill the game, kill my haters at the same time
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| It’s like that, I take mine
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| Take your man, bag your bitch with the same line
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| A bitch bad, the weed good
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| But good pussy keeps you higher than the streets could
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| Double cup got me feelin' hella lit
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| Good livin' 'bout as good as it gets, I’m the shit
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| When the Henny’s in the system
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| Ain’t no tellin' I don’t love 'em, I just diss 'em
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| Fuck is you inhalin'?
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| I’m a pimp by blood, no relation
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| Still M-O-B, no creation
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| Broke hoes tryna get rich with us
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| Hater hoes tryna get lit with us
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| Most of y’all bitches ain’t shit to us
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| You don’t fit with us, you can’t sit with us
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| Broke hoes tryna get rich with us
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| Hater hoes tryna get lit with us
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| Most of y’all bitches ain’t shit to us
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| You don’t fit with us, you can’t sit with us
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| Legend in my city, got that motherfuckin' padlock
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| These have-nots hella heated 'cause I’m mad hot
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| Jackpot, everything I know is dolla bills
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| Whole crew got 'em buzzin' off of poppin' pills
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| This face, pocket full of hunnids with the big face
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| Bitches mad I’m winnin', bein' 6th place
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| Taking all these losses, how that shit tastes?
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| I’m shitfaced
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| Love all my haters 'cause they made me, tho
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| Trendsetter, what the fuck you think they pay me for?
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| Mini-mes envy me, what they wanna be?
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| And to think I ain’t even what I’m finna be
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| Broke hoes tryna get rich with us
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| Hater hoes tryna get lit with us
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| Most of y’all bitches ain’t shit to us
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| You don’t fit with us, you can’t sit with us
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| Broke hoes tryna get rich with us
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| Hater hoes tryna get lit with us
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| Most of y’all bitches ain’t shit to us
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| You don’t fit with us, you can’t sit with us |