| Zone 6, nigga
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| Pyrex Whippa
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| Pyrex
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| Yo, yo
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| Tell y’all niggas, tell you
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| Outside, outside, nah, for real, nigga, I was out with the juugers (For real)
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| Politickin' with the choppas and the killers, all my niggas clockin' digits
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| Glock 9, thirty on a skater nigga, active with it in the trenches (No kizzy)
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| Nah, for real, I’m the and all my partners on bullshit, 'bout to spin it
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| Real nigga, and somethin' on that
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| I don’t say «What up,» I say «Slatt»
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| I don’t play games, I play racks
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| Serena chains, all that
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| Niggas all cap, ball back
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| Base is
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| Slim dunk, 'Bron James
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| Get the picture, superstar, league favorite
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| Big coupe, smoke Runtz, weed fragrent, got a bad bitch misbehavin'
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| Pockets like lookin' lik Baby 4PF (Woo)
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| And my dancers count money with my right, load the stick with my lft
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| Fucked the bottle dresser, then I left, for real
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| On God
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| Ayy
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| On God
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| Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh
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| On God
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| Uh
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| On God
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| Lucky Charms over tricks
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| That’s a clever way (On God) for sayin', «Money over bitch»
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| That’s a clever way (On God) for sayin', «Money over bitch»
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| That’s a clever way (On God) for sayin', «Money over bitch»
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| Nah, for real
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| Lucky Charms over tricks
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| That’s a clever way for sayin', «Money over bitch»
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| She want a vacay in Hawaii like we Lilo, like we Stitch (She wanna)
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| She see my wrist (She wanna), she know I’m rich (She wanna), she know I drip
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| Louis sent the looks, I sent them back, like, «Send another one»
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| My bitch agree with me, she’s so bad, the bitch is troublesome
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| My credit like woo, my money like woo
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| My dick like woo and I’m handsome, like who
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| Could fuck with me? |
| Nobody
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| Yeah, you got the same car but your shit the old body
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| Yeah, I fuck with wild ones but I wife the homebodies
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| Now we takin' a trip to Nobu, dip that fish in the wasabi, eatin' sushi like
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| it’s a hobby (Facts)
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| I ain’t the type to shoot a nigga up
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| But I still got the thirty-round on her
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| And my nigga got the nineteen with the thirty-two
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| That shit’ll make a threat go poof
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| I pledge allegiance to the stick
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| Of the United States of Extended Coast
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| And to the player United States on the sticks
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| Get your head with sticks on God |