| Bands on deck, I can buy a nigga right now
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| Roller-coaster high, I don’t think I can come down
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| Tractor trailer loads way taller than Stone Mountain
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| Man the whole chicken got me playing with them birds now
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| Kyle Korver bricks, just paid 26
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| Balling off the bricks, I get me a switch
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| Making bands off the fish
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| Cooking white same color as grits
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| I got 6 rings on my fists and I came from selling nicks
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| Trying to dodge the narcs had to jump the damn fence
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| But a nigga got away, so I guess I’m too legit
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| With my arm in the pot, trap going hammer bitch
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| I’m a skirt skirt, whip the dope, collect the currency
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| Booming off the chain aye, crack bought me my chain aye
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| I would never change aye, not even for some change aye
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| Put change on your brain aye, pull up do his thing aye
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| Make a nigga famous aye, put him on a shirt
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| Put him on a hearse
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| Bands on deck, I can buy a nigga right now
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| Roller-coaster high, I don’t think I can come down
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| Tractor trailer loads way taller than Stone Mountain
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| Man the whole chicken got me playing with them birds now
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| Playing with them birds, trapping off the curb
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| Had to answer my phone: nigga what’s the word?
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| Texting while I’m driving damn near made a nigga swerve
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| Making moves in the rental got a trunk full of work
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| I got lean, I got mo, I be selling t-shirt
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| I be booming, I be bunking, my trap house jump like it’s Jordan
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| Dropping mountains in the water so I can meet my quota
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| Then I skirt skirt skirt skirt make the yay jump over
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| Add a little soda, coke no cola
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| Get money is the motive, Bouldercrest solider
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| Trying to stay high, like a fucking roller-coaster
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| Run up on me, smoke you
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| Burn you like a toaster
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| Make your
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| Bands on deck, I can buy a nigga right now
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| Roller-coaster high, I don’t think I can come down
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| Tractor trailer loads way taller than Stone Mountain
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| Man the whole chicken got me playing with them birds now
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| Tractor trailer loads, got me at the stove
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| Stay to the G-code, I will never fold
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| Going in the water, cooking up the O’s
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| J’s love the odor, boy this dope is ghetto gold
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| Seen seven figures come up out that Pyrex bowl
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| And the game is to be sold, never to be told
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| I got chickens in the sprinter, coming up the road
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| I’m my own shooter nigga call me Derrick Rose
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| In a '71 dunk same color as a road
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| Treat these niggas like some babies; |
| don’t make me wipe your nose
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| Gotta tax a nigga make you pay me like a toll
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| 32 Ent, I got bands like Wells Fargo
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| Bands on deck, I can buy a nigga right now
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| Roller-coaster high, I don’t think I can come down
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| Tractor trailer loads way taller than Stone Mountain
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| Man the whole chicken got me playing with them birds now |