| Where I’m from, they shootin' shit up odee
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| Probably 'cause we ain’t got no OGs
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| Don’t start judgin' if you don’t know me
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| Had a bad relationship with codeine (Lean)
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| Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean
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| Quality stones, VVS on me (Ice)
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| You fucking with a G, I love to take E (Yeah, yeah)
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| Got like forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans
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| It don’t cost jack, get you whacked for free
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| I don’t eat steak, but I’m ready for beef
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| Told you that I quit, but I still pop beans (Pop beans)
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| Grindin' at night 'til I crack my teeth (Yeah)
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| Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least
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| Half a brick gone, three, four for a piece
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| My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
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| Now he got the same AP as me (Yeah)
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| My brother got the same AP as me
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| I’m smoking Biscotti, I don’t smoke OG
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| I bought your bitch a Masi' for seventy G’s
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| I told her come and ride it for a little Celine
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| I pull out that convertible just for the breeze
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| I let my lil' nephew hold an SRT
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| We pullin' up on Elliot for real VVs
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| Made a million off of streaming, I was sellin' CDs
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| I call her my lil' freak and she get it off me
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| She give a nigga head while I’m playin' in her weave
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| I got too many vibes, I brought sand to the beach
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| Me and NAV gettin' high when we on a shoppin' spree
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| Double cup, styrofoam, fill it with codeine
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| I need it every day, and don’t tell me I’m a fiend
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| You can really feel it when you chewin' on a bean
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| I been out my mind, fuckin' bitches by the threes
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| Speedin' in the Benz and the tank on E
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| You gotta go and get it, don’t nothin' come free
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| I’m standin' rock solid, bitin' harder than teeth
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| Wear Rick Owens denim with the Chrome Heart tees
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| We some big dawgs and way out of your league
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| I spend it in the mall, twenty thousand on jeans
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| Me and Wheezy Wave havin' codeine dreams
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| Nigga play with me, he’ll spray at your tee
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| Where I’m from, they shootin' shit up odee
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| Probably 'cause we ain’t got no OGs
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| Don’t start judgin' if you don’t know me
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| Had a bad relationship with codeine (Lean)
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| Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean
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| Quality stones, VVS on me (Ice)
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| You fucking with a G, I love to take E (Yeah, yeah)
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| Got like forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans
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| It don’t cost jack, get you whacked for free
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| I don’t eat steak, but I’m ready for beef
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| Told you that I quit, but I still pop beans (Pop beans)
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| Grindin' at night 'til I crack my teeth (Yeah)
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| Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least
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| Half a brick gone, three, four for a piece
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| My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
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| Now he got the same AP as me (Yeah)
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| LV pants got a permanent crease
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| You ain’t got nothin' on I ain’t seen
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| Runnin' out of time, I increased my speed
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| Yeah, it feel good buyin' watches for the team
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| Different designers wrapped 'round my feet
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| Rocking Dior with flowers and bees
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| You was talkin' shit, now your ass gettin' beat
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| Kick you in the face with an Off-White cleat
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| I was splitting tickets on the TTC
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| You know I stay with S-L-I-M-E's
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| My whole city beefin', mad cow disease
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| Play with us, you must wanna D-I-E
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| Lately, all these rappers all C-A-P
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| When I’m off the Addys, I don’t E-A-T
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| It’s hard getting S-L-E-E-P
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| Prayin' bros get F-R-E-E (Yeah)
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| Where I’m from, they shootin' shit up odee (No cap)
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| Probably 'cause we ain’t got no OGs
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| Don’t start judgin' if you don’t know me
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| Had a bad relationship with codeine (Lean)
|
| Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean
|
| Quality stones, VVS on me (Ice)
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| You fucking with a G, I love to take E (Yeah, yeah)
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| Got like forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans (Yeah, yeah)
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| It don’t cost jack, get you whacked for free
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| I don’t eat steak, but I’m ready for beef
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| Told you that I quit, but I still pop beans (Pop beans)
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| Grindin' at night 'til I crack my teeth (Yeah)
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| Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least
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| Half a brick gone, three, four for a piece (Yeah, yeah)
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| My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
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| Now he got the same AP as me (Yeah) |