| I still got the key
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| We still got the streets on lock man what the fuck wrong with these niggas man
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| Thought a nigga was slipping man
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| We never fall off man c’mon man you know that shit man
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| Migos!
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| Drug money went and spent it at the lot (drug money!)
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| Put them forgies on that bitch so it can squat
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| Told my teacher imma grow up slangin' pot
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| Hundred bands i rubber band that shit a knot
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| They say I wouldn’t make it
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| My momma said nigga be patient I trap out a vacant
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| They say I wouldn’t make it
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| My momma said nigga be patient I trap out a vacant
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| They say I wouldn’t make it
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| I pull up in audi and rari im shittin' on niggas and bitches that said I
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| wouldn’t make it
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| The fuck wrong with niggas that talkin' 'bout me
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| I pull up in V
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| Li-li-livin like diddy I’m covered in gold
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| I run with a tool
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| I come in your house
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| Fuckin yo' bitch on the couch
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| Stickin' this dick in her mouth!
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| My diamonds they hit like rocky these haters they copy my pockets is sloppy
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| I’m whippin and workin the stove you stuffin' the dope up your nose
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| You broke as a bitch with no clothes my rolly it come with a roll
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| I’m smashin' and passin' that bitch
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| You fell in love with a ho!
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| I take this kush blunt and face it
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| Doublin' my cup I’m 'bout to pour up and I wanna take straight medication
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| Them bitches was hatin' they said i wouldn’t make it
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| These lyin' hoes they get information
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| From everyday niggas that they probably trap right out your vacant
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| Full of the drugs I’m strapped up
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| Guess what I’m still on probation
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| Her head is good as fuck thats why you see her she give head in rotation
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| My wrist just lit the fuck up
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| My bitch she thinkin' she asian
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| Flip the pack then fuck her right up cause nigga shit I got no patience
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| My nigga
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| Glizzy glizzy bitch
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| I got 30 on my wrist
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| Drove all the way Atlanta with that 30 on my hip
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| They want 30 for a show? |
| I want 30 for a brick
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| I’m a young rich nigga we ain’t living too different
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| Put them F’s all on my hip
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| Threw them F’s all on my whip
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| Teacher gave me all F’s cause I was flexin' in that bitch!
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| Young Jefe got that weight these skinny niggas need a lift
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| Chapo called me from the payphone told me go and get them bricks |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Made It , by - Rich The Kid. Song from the album The World Is Yours, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп