| And I’m geeked up, runnin' 'round the lobby
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| Oh, yeah, I’m up, boy, these niggas can’t stop me
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| I’m dodgin' 12 and these paparazzi
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| Hood baby, get your stain bust (Free Melly)
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| Hand on the money, got my chain bust (Woo)
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| Wrist flood, rain bust (Wrist flood)
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| Whole YSL, they dangerous
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| I’m screamin' free Melly from London (Slatt)
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| On the phone with London
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| Gotta keep a gun room
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| Fell in love with blue hundreds
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| I’m dodgin' 12 for Melly (Ooh)
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| Keep a hundred bricks, yeah, in the Chevy (Woah)
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| They keep talkin' crazy (Woah, woah)
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| Might piss on a bitch, R. Kelly (Ooh)
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| VV’s on my neck stay nasty (Swing)
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| I’m from another planet (Yeah)
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| That broke shit, cannot stand it (Okay)
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| That life I live outstanding (Woah)
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| I got murder on my fuckin' melon
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| Young nigga ways like I’m Melly
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| Pull up shootin' out the box Chevy
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| If I fuck her good, she gon' telly-telly
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| In her chest like her name Congestion
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| And I’m geeked up, runnin' 'round the lobby
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| Oh, yeah, I’m up, boy, these niggas can’t stop me
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| I’m dodgin' 12 and these paparazzi
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| I might paint the i8 red 'cause they know how I bleed
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| Ridin' late night in Cali, stomp the gas and jump my speed
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| My young niggas play with them burners, they been tryna score for that lead
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| I was sellin' dope on that corner, used to post up like Embiid
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| Shit changed when I left the county, ain’t looked back since I got freed
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| God said that I’m the chosen one, I told Him I agree
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| Tremani, that’s my first child, gon' give him the world, 'cause that’s my seed
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| Tryna see ten figures like Hov, a hundred M’s is all I need, mmh, mmh-mmh
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| I got murder on my fuckin' melon
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| Young nigga ways like I’m Melly
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| Pull up shootin' out the box Chevy
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| If I fuck her good, she gon' telly-telly
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| In her chest like her name Congestion
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| And I’m geeked up, runnin' 'round the lobby
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| Oh, yeah, I’m up, boy, these niggas can’t stop me
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| I’m dodgin' 12 and these paparazzi |