| 275, we in this thang
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| We a family
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| Yeuhh
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| Off in this thang
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| I’m killin' the game
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| The money gon' talk
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| So fuck what they say
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| 275, we in this thang
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| 275, we in this thang
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| The money gon' talk
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| So fuck what they say
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| Bitches is twerkin'
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| I’m makin' it rain
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| 275, we in this thang
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| 275, we in this thang
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| We in here, we reppin'
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| If you not, get to steppin'
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| Ridin' wit' Amber London
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| She born and raised in Texas
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| I’m from that 305
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| Reppin' 275
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| Got my dark shades
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| Fake boys be watchin'
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| I know they see the grind
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| I will take yo' boy watch
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| If I think he wastin' time
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| We shine, BRK stand in line
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| Boy, you lost yo' mind
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| Try-tryin' to jock my rhymes, heh heh
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| You should give it up, because your jig is up
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| In the back we bumpin' that Jigga, bruh
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| In this thang so you can’t get rid of her
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| Me 'n' Yung Simmie smokin' on that indica
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| In that all-black 'lac with the windows up
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| You been a scrub
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| You can’t compete
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| You ain’t a G
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| We tryin' to get blown like a handkerchief
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| Well I’m drankin' mud
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| With my thugs
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| I’m in this thang
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| Who got the plug
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| We need the drugs
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| We beat the club
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| Bitch gotta twerk before she see the dub
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| Flow so clean, don’t need a tug
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| Your bitch too mean to mug
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| You duck on out until you seen the slug
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| See that thang, make her run quick
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| Get your cash on, nigga, fuck the dumb shit
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| We already won shit — bitch |