| Ain’t got no grip, we swervin' the cat
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| Know the gang too litty, it’s forever slatt (Slatt)
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| I had to make me a plan, jumped right in that water, got right on my own
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| I ain’t steppin' in no regular tee, lil' bitch, yeah, this is Chrome (Chrome
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| Heart)
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| Get on these drugs, get faded, pop a Perc', bitch, have my baby
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| Picked up the pipe, picked up the mic, I swear to God this shit here saved me
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| (On God, God)
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| I went Wafi but the band iced out, it came from Fevzi (Pussy)
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| Smashing in the rain, the tires locked, the cat spinnin' (Shh)
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| Yeah, the goal is to reach a million, but I can’t stop spendin' (Let's go)
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| On my right, I got two bitches and a Glock fifty (Let's go)
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| BM baby daddy keep on talkin' real silly (Pussy)
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| I’ll shoot this bitch up on Father’s Day, nigga play with me (Pussy)
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| Shooter with me green dot you, he poppin' out a Bentley (Ghost)
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| The gangster lane not for you, baby boy, you movin' fishy (Talk to 'em) |