| I promise that’s a war
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| Lil Vontae slidin' with his shit, down to dog
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| Free Lil Clark
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| Long live Snake, he kept a Glock
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| Want a four door coupe, he gon' cop it
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| Long live Snake, yeah yeah
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| It’s crazy but it’s true
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| Pussy boy ain’t gon' stain nothin'
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| Your cap, yeah, where I’m aiming
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| Monkey nuts on the draco
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| Let that bitch get to singin'
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| Real shooters, no blankin'
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| Hood Baby goin' loco
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| For the pesos, go coco
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| Loco
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| 'Bout that moneys, yeah yeah, we go rojo
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| Pull up, photoshoot it, yeah, logo
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| All my money crispy, yeah, honchos
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| They think I owe them something, yeah they loco
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| I think they crazy, I’m Hood Baby, they get the message
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| Thats too many blessings, and I’m on ecstasy
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| Theres no more mess for me, and I’m okay
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| It’s crazy but it’s true
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| A Glock and a stick, yeah yeah, that’s a fed case
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| I my shit, yeah yeahh, I do the race
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| You ain’t talkin' 'bout nothin', and that I know
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| And you a D1 ho, I fucked your throat
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| Hood Baby, I’ll wipe your nose, send your ass home
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| Can’t lay up with this ho, I gotta go
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| That’s a Hellcat, got my wings back
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| Lean in a hatchback with the stick back, ready to clap back
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| You know it
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| Pussy boy ain’t gon' stain nothin'
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| Your cap, yeah, where I’m aiming
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| Monkey nuts on the draco
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| Let that bitch get to singin'
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| Real shooters, no blankin'
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| Hood Baby goin' loco
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| For the pesos, go coco
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| Loco
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| 'Bout that moneys, yeah yeah, we go rojo
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| Pull up, photoshoot it, yeah, logo
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| All my money crispy, yeah, honchos
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| They think I owe them something, yeah they loco
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| Free Taylor
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| Hit his ass up, he callin' for Mater
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| Free Glock, kept a Glock-30 'round, know nigga I’m poppin'
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| Lil Ron my twin, yeah, Money is my twin, yeah
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| Lil Keed my twin, yeah, Slimelife, he my twin, yeah
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| And that’s no cap, Montana gon' pop any strap
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| Let out the Baby on hot block, we slidin' in a Wraith, go opp shop
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| They gon' lose, make the news, I’m not a scrooge
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| They burnt out and overdue, I turtle, stop watching me
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| I drink this shit 'til my heart stop beating
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| A lot of racks in these skinny jeans
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| Cash out, new Céline, neck iced out and it go bling
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| Rudy Gang be the team, I accomplished all my dreams
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| Left a big old Rari ring and I bought a bitch a ring, on God
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| Pussy boy ain’t gon' stain nothin'
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| Your cap, yeah, where I’m aiming
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| Monkey nuts on the draco
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| Let that bitch get to singin'
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| Real shooters, no blankin'
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| Hood Baby goin' loco
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| For the pesos, go coco
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| Loco
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| 'Bout that moneys, yeah yeah, we go rojo
|
| Pull up, photoshoot it, yeah, logo
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| All my money crispy, yeah, honchos
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| They think I owe them something, yeah they loco |