| Early morning trapping, down to make it happen
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| Working 50 bricks, we bust them chickens out the plastic
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| Get them bitches gone, we call it dope boy magic
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| Pull up in that stanky thing, mane that thing nasty
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| Early morning trapping, down to make it happen
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| Working 50 bricks, we bust them chickens out the plastic
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| Get them bitches gone, we call it dope boy magic
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| Pull up in that stanky thing, mane that thing nasty
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| Early bird gets the worm, mane dog I’m trapping
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| 50 bricks unwrap them bricks and bust them out the plastic
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| I’ma get this money, show you dope boy magic
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| Right hand cooking and my grams keep dancing
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| Pull up in my trap same color as a Chapstick (Burr!)
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| Working like Mickey D’s, house crammed with them bricks
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| T’working 6 cellphones 'cause I’m out here getting rich
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| Pull up on my 'migo and he got them stupid stamped bricks
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| All white chickens like I’m in the country
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| Country boy coming, I sit tall, homie
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| Stupid bands and stupid rack, man, dog I got it
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| Swagging through the club, I got a rocket in my pocket (Young Juice)
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| Nasty whip is off the chain and my diamonds stupid bling
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| Pull up in that berry whip same color as ice cream (Young Juice)
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| Stupid watch and stupid chain my shit be retarded mane
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| Kicking shit like Jackie Chan but overseas like Gilligan
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| Tokyo and Russia diamonds got me spending Benjamins
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| Bald face hundreds, big face numbers
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| Loud pack blowing, I was blowing it for the summer
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| Walking with that green, make you think that I’m a farmer
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| Coca-Cola shawty, cooking on a Foreman
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| Pull up in my trap, whip same color a armpit
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| Walking with them gwallas, half a million on my home bitch
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| Young Juiceman, (?) on my arm bitch |