| Young S K E woah
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| Most folks say he so
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| G A N G S T A
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| T T G O
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| I won’t cut cake these hoes
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| Man I’d rather chase this dough
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| Only suckers put pussy over paper
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| Fuck y’all take me for?
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| And before I eat steaks with fakes I throw a ski mask on my face
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| Put my right shoulder to a front door and then run in and snatch me a safe
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| Went and made a meal then I said my grace
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| Then I cleaned everything on my plate
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| Then I hit a bad bitch, I made her cum first
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| Then I came fashionably late
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| Right, don’t compare me with no rat niggas
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| Came from the trenches, now look where we at nigga
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| Been balling for a stretch, check the stats nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| Been balling for a stretch, check the stats nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| Rari for the trash and a Rari for the luxury
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| Bands for my mama’s kids and bands for my children
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| Come and make a deal like a motherfucking pickle
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| I am so for real, sold half a million ‘fore I killed you
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| I’m after shawty, his bitch think that I am the bomb like a mo’fucking missile
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| Catch me in traffic when you see me don’t look suprizzled
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| You don’t want war we kill niggas, and go bout our day like it’s nizzle
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| I’m so official, might Trey Songz the Trigga
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| Don’t compare me with no rat niggas
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| Came from the trenches, now look where we at nigga
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| Been balling for a stretch, check the stats nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| Been balling for a stretch, check the stats nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| Reviewing deals on my iPhone, you know paper be my priority
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| But that paper don’t sit over loyalty
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| I follow G codes, ain’t no ho in me
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| I’m that nigga, that nigga that pull up with killers
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| And knock on the haters that say they don’t feel us
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| Been triller, so triller, get skrilla for realer
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| My bank account overstuffed, keep them shits filled up
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| Overloaded, bloated, pockets overflowing
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| Got to get this dough and blow it like I grow it
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| Necklace heavy, glowing
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| And I leave this show in gold grills, looking like I rep the Nolia
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| I got too much drive to call a fucking chauffeur
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| High as heaven, tryna parallel the rover
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| In this beeper bitch we going
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| You niggas out here be sweet as Russel Stovers
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| Don’t compare me with no rat niggas
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| Came from the trenches, now look where we at nigga
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| Been balling for a stretch, check the stats nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga
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| Been balling for a stretch, check the stats nigga
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| I’mma fuck around and change my name to that nigga |