| Oh yea it’s off with his head
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| Young nigga off with the bread
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| Oh yea it’s off with his head (woa)
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| That’s when we ran off with the bread (yea)
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| That’s when we ran off with the bread (yea)
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| Molotov, Molotov, Molotov
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| Turn this bitch up like it’s Mardi Gras
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| Reparations off his wrist
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| I get it straight out the audemars
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| Oh he say he got a hundred cars?
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| All that bread we ain’t finna starve
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| Long as big bro ‘nem behind the bars
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| We ain’t lettin' up we goin' hard
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| We know the currency worthless (yea)
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| Oh yea you see how he work this? |
| (yea)
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| I lit the flame with a purpose
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| We hit the bank with a purpose (yea)
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| We got the banks, we got the banks
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| We got the banks, we got the banks
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| Ran in the bank (woa), ran in the safe
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| Ran in the bank, ran in the safe
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| We run the currency, I kill the currency ghost
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| We got the currency, I kill the currency ghost
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| We got the banks, ran in the safe
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| We got the banks, ran in the safe |