| I’ll fuck your bitch if she put it in
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| And I just ran up a hundred bands
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| Gave him my watch and he flooding it
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| Nut in her face and she rub it in
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| Niggas sippin' on the cutter ten
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| Bitch I’m ballin' like Above the Rim
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| See my face cost another ten
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| Had a Ford, now I got a Benz
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| Honda Accord, we was trappin' in
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| See the stores they was runnin' in
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| Snatch and grab, got my bitch a bag
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| Eleven years, got nine in
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| New generation dying fast
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| Before the P’s, had dime bags
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| Pinky ring cost nine stacks, yeah
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| You can’t name a bitch that I ain’t touch
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| Now I’m Balmain rocking, came a long way from Von Dutch
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| Multiply and crush, shout out to scammers
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| Ain’t no I in us, I’m too high to trust
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| I was fucked up when I was little
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| I ain’t never had no money (let's get it)
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| I was fucked up when I was little (was fucked up)
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| Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (drugs)
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| I didn’t take drugs when I was little (turn up)
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| Percocet sick to my stomach (get it)
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| I got two beams, now you little (little)
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| You already know how I’m comin' (ayy)
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| I was fucked up when I was little (gang)
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| I ain’t never had no money (guns)
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| I was fucked up when I was little (money)
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| Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (shooters)
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| I didn’t take drugs when I was little
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| Percocet sick to my stomach
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| I got two beams, now you little (let's get it)
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| You already know how I’m comin' (let's get it)
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| Yeah, I can litter you (turn up)
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| Stack them books, you political (let's get it)
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| I can litter you (litter you)
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| Bag on your head, get rid of you
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| You told on the audio
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| Nigga that’s an interview
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| Got drugs in Idaho
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| Them’ll come with chemicals
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| My skin inky, smoke that stinky
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| Don’t drink that green shit, wedding ring my pinky
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| My bitch she decent, she know I eat it
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| She say I’m freaky, she know I’m geekin'
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| New Prada, two straps
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| Cough syrup, two caps
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| My bank account, 21, 21
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| That forty cal, 21, 21
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| I fuck her, she 21, 21
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| I got the pounds for, 21
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| I was fucked up when I was little
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| I ain’t never had no money (let's get it)
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| I was fucked up when I was little (was fucked up)
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| Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (drugs)
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| I didn’t take drugs when I was little (turn up)
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| Percocet sick to my stomach (get it)
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| I got two beams, now you little (little)
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| You already know how I’m comin' (ayy)
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| I was fucked up when I was little (gang)
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| I ain’t never had no money (guns)
|
| I was fucked up when I was little (money)
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| Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (shooters)
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| I didn’t take drugs when I was little
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| Percocet sick to my stomach
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| I got two beams, now you little (let's get it)
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| You already know how I’m comin' (let's get it) |