| Blrrrd, ayy, ayy, who want smoke? |
| Tell him meet face-to-face
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| Remember back in 'leventh grade, I dirtied up my only K
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| Get my round of 'plause, in a couple months I done made a way
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| I’m why niggas dropped the Rollies and went to the Cartiers
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| Know I’m a hood nigga, I mismatch designer with the Js
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| Though I’m still posted on a black, eat a box of Church’s before a stake
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| Amiris and the Burberry trench coat, extend, I hide the Drac'
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| Backdoor gang, I’m king snake, still quick to bake your ass a cake
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| Blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
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| Might take this pussy chain, snap it up and go live with it
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| He try to buy it back, rob him again, my mind different
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| Know K-D gon' score for me, I gotta keep slime with me
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| I been up since 6:00, I done made forty racks 'fore 9:50
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| Just keep pourin' and rollin' up, watchin' the gang from the kitchen
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| Condo on the stadium, keep goin' up, we finally livin'
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| Stay up on your Ps and Qs around me, go get on the business
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| And keep it solid every situation, don’t you go to squealin'
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| B-A-C-G, big Shiesty Gang, don’t come around, this shit get sticky
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| His background check came back today, it said you got booked for your Blicky
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| Blrrrd, you got booked for your Blicky
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| Backstage, dab up for your Blicky
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| Blrrrd, ayy, ayy, who want smoke? |
| Tell him meet face-to-face
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| Remember back in 'leventh grade, I dirtied up my only K
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| Get my round of 'plause, in a couple months I done made a way
|
| I’m why niggas dropped the Rollies and went to the Cartiers
|
| Know I’m a hood nigga, I mismatch designer with the Js
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| Though I’m still posted on a black, eat a box of Church’s before a stake
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| Amiris and the Burberry trench coat, extend, I hide the Drac'
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| Backdoor gang, I’m king snake, still quick to bake your ass a cake
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| Closin' the deal, got a stick in the briefcase (Pussy,)
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| Rob me a rapper, sell the chain on eBay (Pussy, pussy)
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| I don’t wanna rap 'bout nothin' but gunplay (Straight up, straight up)
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| Catch him at a light, we gonna leave him on a one-way (21, 21)
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| Big 4L, I’m the real big (Real big)
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| Dealin' with the law, he a real pig (Pussy)
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| I done fucked around, had a rubber in my pocket
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| Said, «I don’t wanna hit raw,» but I still did (On God)
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| Glennwood Road where they kill shit (21)
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| Walk a nigga down with a Kel-Tec (21)
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| Nigga ain’t trust me with his strap
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| So he took the clip out, he a real bitch (Pussy)
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| I’m from the six where they shiesty (Pussy)
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| Leave your man brain on your right knee (Pussy)
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| All these opps got whacked
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| I know they prayin' that the folks indict me (21)
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| Bitch, I’m a player, can’t wipe me (Never)
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| Never been a ho, not even slightly
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| When I’m on the road, got a model who Skype me
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| If I get fucked up, shawty gon' write me (21)
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| Blrrrd, ayy, ayy, who want smoke? |
| Tell him meet face-to-face
|
| Remember back in 'leventh grade, I dirtied up my only K
|
| Get my round of 'plause, in a couple months I done made a way
|
| I’m why niggas dropped the Rollies and went to the Cartiers
|
| Know I’m a hood nigga, I mismatch designer with the Js
|
| Though I’m still posted on a black, eat a box of Church’s before a stake
|
| Amiris and the Burberry trench coat, extend, I hide the Drac'
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| Backdoor gang, I’m king snake, still quick to bake your ass a cake
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| Blrrrd |