| Squad shit
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| Let’s get it!
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| Squad
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| In the cut with that pole, where nobody know
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| I’m finessed up, I got my check up, and you know I’m gon' blow
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| Six Owe, free D. Rose!
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| For the clown in his place, he a muh' fuckin' hoe
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| I’m going crazy, I gotta' go
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| I’m in a foreign switching lanes real fast
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| Catch a opp lacking, put 30 in his ass
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| Catch a opp lacking, put 30 in his ass
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| Cdai got the Glock, he gon' blast
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| First place, we never last
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| Now his ain’t even last
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| I don’t think y’all gon' last
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| To the top, we blast
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| We at the top now
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| We fucking hot now!
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| I can fuck yo' thot mouth
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| Then I’mma put her out
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| All my guys finessed up, my niggas got they checks up
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| Rondo up next up, tell them new niggas to back up
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| Hit a stain now I’m back up
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| See I don’t fuck around with my paper, bruh!
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| You will get killed for that paper, bruh!
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| Now, not later, bruh, let’s get it! |