| You know what I’m saying
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| Lot of shit, you know what I’m saying
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| Can’t get credit for, you know what I’m saying
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| Lot of shit a nigga 'posed to do, lot of shit a bitch 'posed to do
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| You know what I’m sayin'
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| I put two grams in my backwood at least 'cause that’s what I’m motherfucking
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| 'posed to do
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| I keep a bankroll on me 'cause shit, you know what I’m sayin', that’s what I’m
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| motherfuckin' 'posed to do, haha, yeah
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| I crack my motherfuckin' pint like I’m supposed to do
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| Pulled up trappin' out a motherfuckin' bale like I’m supposed to do
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| Bitch you better suck this motherfuckin' dick like you supposed to do
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| Girl that what you 'posed to do, girl that what you 'posed to do
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| Hold a stack, that’s what you 'posed to do
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| Hit the trap, that’s what you 'posed to do
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| OG God my cologne too
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| Two C’s, I’m Chanel my shoe
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| Hangin' by the hood, I poured a deuce
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| 'cause that’s what I’m 'posed to do
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| I feel like that’s what I’m 'posed to do
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| I feel like they would’ve wanted me to
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| They would’ve told me to get in the mud and get this shit up the rental
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| They would’ve told me to stay with the rappin' and got them niggas in the
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| blender
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| Thankful trappin' in November, Christmas trappin' in December
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| This was New Years chicken, in April tuck it in the Fender
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| My money bustin' out my denims
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| The boss servin', I remember
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| This shit wasn’t on you, it was in you
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| Gotta keep them choppers in the Sprinter
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| Six shooters, they true to you
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| All my niggas on bullshit
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| Alkaline, I bust my wrist
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| I ain’t have an analogy
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| I’ma go bust that pack on the curb, pull up with Zuge
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| And a nigga don’t want no smoke, don’t wanna get flood, yeah
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| state to state, I know these niggas here
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| On the end these niggas rascal and my cup tastes well
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| I crack my motherfuckin' pint like I’m supposed to do
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| Pulled up trappin' out a motherfuckin' bale like I’m supposed to do
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| Bitch you better suck this motherfuckin' dick like you supposed to do
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| Girl that what you 'posed to do, girl that what you 'posed to do
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| Hold a stack, that’s what you 'posed to do
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| Hit the trap, that’s what you 'posed to do
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| OG God my cologne too
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| Two C’s, I’m Chanel my shoe
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| Hangin' by the hood, I poured a deuce
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| 'cause that’s what I’m 'posed to do
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| I feel like that’s what I’m 'posed to do
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| I feel like they would’ve wanted me to
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| Two G’s, I’m in Gucci boots
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| Just to go send in some bags in 'em
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| In that bitch smokin' a whole pound
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| We took the cost of the Wraith down
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| Bitch it wasn’t nothin' but a hundred thou
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| Who you know good in the whole town?
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| Niggas see me, better not crack a frown
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| That boy ain’t gon' cop me a whole thou
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| I’m back in the hood and them niggas smile
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| We drivin' them numbers, them niggas wild
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| Don’t drop them numbers no more, y’all fuckin' the game up
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| Now they want to hang with us, they labelled us armed and dangerous
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| We with somebody who whippin' they wrist and they rackin' it up
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| Still my with the plug, you know we was trappin' it up
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| I know the folks in it deep for real and I get a pint out of love
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| Free my nigga Meek Mill, the police so scared of them thugs
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| If you dope for real, them bitches don’t leave with a pill
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| I crack my motherfuckin' pint like I’m supposed to do
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| Pulled up trappin' out a motherfuckin' bale like I’m supposed to do
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| Bitch you better suck this motherfuckin' dick like you supposed to do
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| Girl that what you 'posed to do, girl that what you 'posed to do
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| Hold a stack, that’s what you 'posed to do
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| Hit the trap, that’s what you 'posed to do
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| OG God my cologne too
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| Two C’s, I’m Chanel my shoe
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| Hangin' by the hood, I poured a deuce
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| 'cause that’s what I’m 'posed to do
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| I feel like that’s what I’m 'posed to do
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| I feel like they would’ve wanted me to |