| In a drop no ceilings
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| Yea don’t what you heard I’m straight in appearance
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| So quit all that joking lil nigga (stop all that shit lil nigga)
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| This ain’t no Friday come in like Worm
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| Pull up and smoke me a nigga (pull up and smoke me a nigga)
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| I went and got me some money that’s mandatory (mandatory)
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| I grabbed the 40 it wasn’t handed to me (nah)
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| Just counted 200 I feel important (wooh)
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| I don’t start shit I finish stories (I do that)
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| I got all these niggas hatin (all of em)
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| Bitches that dissed me trynna date me (wooh)
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| I heard my nigga wanna ace me (why?)
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| Just cause his bitch trynna face me (uh uh uh)
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| Damn, feds trynna case me
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| Tied me to murders trynna lace me
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| Purge got me paranoid, pacin (welcome back perkys)
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| I hit the cup just to chase it
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| I got em feeling some type of way (why?)
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| They get on Twitter and type away
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| They just get bodied on getaway
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| 41 I got the bigger face (the bigger roley)
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| Already knew they was finna hate
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| But guess how much money I’m bouta make (how much?)
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| Guess how much money I just spent (how much nigga?)
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| Add it up grab a pen (ok let’s get it)
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| See my charm like 40 (wooh)
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| Then my wrist like 50 (big money)
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| Double rings got me nifty (nice)
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| In the middle of Memphis at the Hilton (right now)
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| Same bitch said I’m ugly (what?)
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| Now she MCM crushin (man crush Monday)
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| I just broke a head I was rushin (that don’t matter there)
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| Crushin bars in the slushy
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| You just a nigga I used to fuck with
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| Ion fuck with you nomore
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| These niggas thought I was gone until I hopped out the Mazi like I’m Bobo
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| I’ll never tell the popo. |
| Pull up on em solo yelling out yolo
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| Austin P I got the mojo
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| Ice Tea swag bitch look like CoCoa
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| Hundred thousand in cash on me
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| I’m in the Yo with the bag on me
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| I’m in the Yo with the mag on me
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| You niggas done turned into fags on me
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| I feel its necessary that I kill em
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| I’m rockin zippers like I played in Thriller
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| Plus I got codeine on my liver
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| Plus I got OG in my system
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| I got red bottoms I got real Gucci rockin Faragamo in December
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| I’ll still buss a move in a rental
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| Pull up in crack his head down the middle
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| My downfall what they wishin
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| I know they don’t like a nigga
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| So when I make it to the red carpet I’m a be on that bitch with my hittas
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| She say she love me cause I’m genuine
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| Well where were you when I was feeling it
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| Well where were you when I was dealing it
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| Didn’t have a ride I was stealing it
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| These niggas easy like Sunday morning
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| I get my dick sucked before performances
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| I got the hickups that’s why I’m jumpin
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| I see the future I’m just being honest
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| Had money before CMG (ask Randolph ask em)
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| I’m cold enough cut the fan off
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| You got yo niggas and I got my niggas. |
| Let’s meet up and have a standoff
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| Fuck all that love. |
| It ain’t nomo love
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| Ran off on the plug. |
| Now I got the jug
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| So many blue hundreds they think that I’m Cause
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| I’m countin that shit up
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| You better not budge
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| No love bitch. |
| That’s just how I’m feeling real talk. |
| Aye don’t even try to,
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| you know what I’m sayin, come around you know what I’m sayin like you really
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| fuck with me you know what I’m sayin. |
| That shit fake. |
| And you know that |