| Trapped On Cleveland 2 shit, you know what I’m sayin'
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| Fuckin' KeedToven
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| Let’s go
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| Yeah, trappin' off the flip phone, yeah
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| Bitch my drip gone, yeah, bitch my drip gone
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| Bitch my roof gone, I put niggas on
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| Yeah these niggas pussy, I call cameltoes
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| These niggas rap no cap, these niggas tote no straps
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| Diamonds real water, you a motherfuckin' raffle
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| Adderall on me, can’t even take a nap
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| Balenciaga shoes but the fit Moncler
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| Nigga try me, I’ma go and get a chair
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| Keep the racks on me, got shit to take care
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| Whole lot of family shit to take care, let’s go
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| Whole gang live like Lil Baby
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| Chunky chain water, look like I’m bathin'
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| P’s look truck, nah they ain’t chase me
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| Used to ride a hotbox
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| Playin' with the slimeball, you better lock the top lock
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| Juggin' for the low, you get popped like a crockpot
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| I got a nigga bars, I ain’t talkin' 'bout some wifi
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| Came through one foot up
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| Bend that ass up like a bowtie, yeah, yeah
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| And you know Slime Ave over here goin' brazy, yeah
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| I got a Saffron bad ho and she goin' brazy, yeah
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| I got five rings on me, lookin' like the fuckin' Patriots
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| And I ain’t save her, that why he hatin'
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| Yeah, yeah
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| See I got um
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| Thirty thousand on my neck right now nigga, no cap
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| And I’m livin' like Lil Baby, slatt |