| All of our niggas know I be flexin'
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| I did fifteen on my check-ins
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| Big Louboutin when I’m steppin'
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| Thirty-guage for the weapon
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| All of our niggas know I be flexin'
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| I did fifteen on my check-ins
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| Big Louis V for the weapon
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| We gonna hit him and finish him, nobody innocent
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| If you ain’t dead, better lay down
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| All the judge give us sentences
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| View all my menaces
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| Doin' the holler like «What now?»
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| Floss through the jungle with niggas who rumble
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| I aim at your head, we don’t spray bare
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| We don’t shoot one or two, we gone boom up the room
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| Back with the chopper go straight there
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| See that forty go, we roll a forty clip
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| I bet I make his ass do forty flips
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| Touchy, sauce 'em up
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| Touchy told me sauce 'em up
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| Fuck Iggy, tell Shady he can suck a dick
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| Bullets making him Sleepy like Hollow
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| One in the head if a nigga wanna follow
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| Niggas only respect you because your brother
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| Double-punch you when you «e your mother
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| That’s what brothers do for one another
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| That’s the only reason I ain’t put you under
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| The diamonds here make a nigga cry
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| Lookin' big piggy till that nigga high
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| I can’t, can’t trust a bitch 'cause these bitches lie
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| And that’s how I come when my niggas die
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| Yeah, I’m big on that too
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| Woo, I put two on the lens, I be flossin'
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| Many trap where I’m slidin'
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| My bitches exotic
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| My hands off the wheel when I’m parking
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| Jamos told me get the cash
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| Amiri the denims, don’t ask what it cost me
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| He gave me to the course of VSRK
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| Let’s talk about it if you feel a way
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| Nigga, I’m with the K
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| Bitch, 24, don’t call me blood
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| Kick down the door, big one and two
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| Show no remorse, my designer
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| Only the score, can’t get you out
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| Bet you a whore for my new guy
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| Just sit on the floor, I make a call
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| Bitch and it’s warm, gimme the Sprite
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| I pour a four, pull up these here, I got ten in my jeans
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| You with me
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| Watchin' TV
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| Patek Phillipe
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| Givenchy tee
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| I meed a mil', been in these streets
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| Put it, I’m flawless, come to the East
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| LOAB, screamin' «Free Ree!»
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| Gimme some plazas, they went to sleep
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| So I call the A, free Manny G
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| All of our niggas know I be flexin'
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| I did fifteen on my check-ins
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| Big Louboutin when I’m steppin'
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| Big thirty-eight for the weapon
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| All of our niggas know I be flexin'
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| I did fifteen on my check-ins
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| Big Louis V for the weapon |