| Buh-buh-buh
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| Gang gang gang
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| Gang gang gang
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| Buh-buh-buh
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| Gang gang gang
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| Gang gang gang
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| 30's and 40's got options
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| See us a op and it’s poppin'
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| I keep it knockin', still with the demons and goblins
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| We in there killin' and robbin'
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| They tryna stop it
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| I keep a truce for the toppin’s
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| Pass her the gang she not stoppin'
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| We be on timin'
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| I keep a truce for the toppin’s
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| Pass her the gang she not stoppin'
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| We be on timin'
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| Set up a drop and go find him
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| Do what I say like I’m Simon
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| Drillin' in silence, don’t got an M I won’t sign it
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| Don’t get a bag if you rhymin'
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| Rob if you lyin'
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| And they be cappin' (isn't this dude hella white wtf?)
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| Link on my bitch and I beat it from the back end
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| Back to the back-end
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| I’m in the trap, I be trappin'
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| You in the crib, you be acting, internet capping
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| Slide through, send more orders a day than a drive-thru
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| We got quarters and half’s, we got pies to
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| Get out the work, then pull up and I (?)
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| In the trap where the money be flippin'
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| Got a G then I tell 'em to bring it
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| I’m getting chicken
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| Got a bag and they said that I’m gifted
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| Fuckin' his wife and get missin'
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| My body different
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| 30's and 40's got options
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| See us a op and it’s poppin'
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| I keep it knockin', still with the demons and goblins
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| We in there killin' and robbin'
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| They tryna stop it
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| I keep a truce for the toppin’s
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| Pass her the gang she not stoppin'
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| We be on timin'
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| I keep a truce for the toppin’s
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| Pass her the gang she not stoppin'
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| We be on timin'
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| Send him my shorties, he droppin'
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| Couple of shooters got options
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| Curry and Thompson either gon' hit when they flockin'
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| I just be juggin' and plottin'
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| Y’all be on cop shit
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| And be on fake shit
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| I had to humble and practice my patience, my shooter patient
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| If we slide through than its flagrant
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| Hit him, I’m switching locations
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| Back to the vacant, back block
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| Turned the crib from a home to a trap spot
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| (?), move like a bitch and he run get a back shot, we make it mad hot
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| Aimin' and shoot with precision, in pain, so we shoot with his feelings,
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| and makin' him feel it
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| Clickin' no missin', he drill 'em, just pray that the lord still forgivin' and
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| blessings will heal 'em
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| 30's and 40's got options
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| See us a op and it’s poppin'
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| I keep it knockin', still with the demons and goblins
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| We in there killin' and robbin'
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| They tryna stop it
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| I keep a truce for the toppin’s
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| Pass her the gang she not stoppin'
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| We be on timin'
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| I keep a truce for the toppin’s
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| Pass her the gang she not stoppin'
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| We be on timin' |