| Yeah
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| Young Jefe, holmes
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| Elijah
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| GG
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| Shinners
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| Oh
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| It’s 2018, but we trappin' like the '80s
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| And I’ma drive you crazy, I’m a dope boy, baby
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| I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady
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| And baby if I fuck you, you might want to have a baby
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| When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem
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| I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father
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| Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber
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| Bitch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh
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| On my way to B-More and I’m ridin' with a K
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| Long live 30 30, that’s forever and a day
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| Slidin' through the west, they say that’s Jefe and they wave
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| Shout out Scoota, up next
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| Bitch, we live from the A
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| Bitch you got your nerve, oh, you must ain’t heard
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| My hittas like The Purge, they just waitin' on the word
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| Ain’t mean to say I love you, you just had me on the verge
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| Now I’m scurtin' off like Tino when I hit you with that curve
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| Gone salute me, or gone shoot me
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| She said that this a new me, but she really never knew me
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| I know niggas had millions but they ended up like Pookie
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| Might be too hood for Hollywood, but my life is a movie
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| It’s 2018, but we trappin' like the '80s
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| And I’ma drive you crazy, I’m a dope boy, baby
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| I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady
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| And baby if I fuck you, you might want to have a baby
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| When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem
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| I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father
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| Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber
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| Bitch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh
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| In DC coolin' with GG
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| This Colt 3 pass me the Gushers
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| It’s the way that we be shinin'
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| Got them bad ones wanting to fuck us
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| Walk in just me and Vicky, no security, who gone touch us
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| Keep runnin' up them bands, so allergic to you busters
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| Hollerin' 30 30 and Scoota and Truz
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| I know they smilin' down
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| A lot of niggas turned they back on me
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| And just don’t turn back around
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| I see four-five lemon squeeze, don’t reach for that Rollie Crown
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| All this lean probably gone fuck up my kidneys, I need to slow it down
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| I just stand tall
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| Tryna get these Ms like John Wall
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| Get ate up on a jail call
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| Gotta make sure my mans ball
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| Five deep and we can’t fall
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| All my niggas dope boys
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| Came up off of straight raw
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| Middle of the summer
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| Have you ever seen this snow fall
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| It’s 2018, but we trappin' like the '80s
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| And I’ma drive you crazy, I’m a dope boy, baby
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| I promise if I want you, then you gonna be my lady
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| And baby if I fuck you, you might want to have a baby
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| When it come to money, yeah, I used to have a problem
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| I had a single mom, she said I acted like my father
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| Streets what I was watchin', so I turned into a robber
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| Bitch, skills no dollar, Shy be jumpin' like the Carter, uh |