| On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin'
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| Aye, you know my pants saggin'
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| On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks
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| Aye, you know I got big wicks
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| On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk
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| Aye you know I’m doing the money walk
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| On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass
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| Aye, spray gang on they ass
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| On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin'
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| Aye, you know my pants saggin'
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| On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks
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| Aye, you know I got big wicks
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| On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk
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| Aye you know I’m doing the money walk
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| On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass
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| Aye, spray gang on they ass
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| Been up all week down 'till my last seven bricks
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| No shade no shower I done bust about seventy licks
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| All day and all night in the same
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| Some niggas hustlin' for the day to buy some new kicks
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| I’m grindin' a whole twelve months, year round
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| Servin' green, servin' white, servin' that Nino Brown
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| They fucked my city up when them flocks hit my town
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| My phone goin' ham, I’m takin' everything down
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| I put my own food on my dinner plate
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| My pockets on Rocky shit heavyweight
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| Tried to rob then them chopper bullets penetrate
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| Jumped in the Coupe, hit the gas then accelerate
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| Now I’m gettin' right back to the money
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| I fell in love when I saw them blue stripe hunneds
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| Watch me saran wrap them bricks, like a mummy
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| If the work got a dental, you got to serve the dummy
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| On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin'
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| Aye, you know my pants saggin'
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| On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks
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| Aye, you know I got big wicks
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| On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk
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| Aye you know I’m doing the money walk
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| On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass
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| Aye, spray gang on they ass
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| On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin'
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| Aye, you know my pants saggin'
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| On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks
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| Aye, you know I got big wicks
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| On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk
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| Aye you know I’m doing the money walk
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| On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass
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| Aye, spray gang on they ass
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| Grass greener over here cause I’m Kodak Black
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| Paint pictures like a crayon on my cast
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| Want to spread on these bitches, colored money
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| Cause I got pink fifties and blue hunneds
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| I’m a soldier, I’m a Nolia boy
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| Cutthroat, I’m a down south Florida boy
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| Lil' nigga slidin' big body in the No
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| I’m in Fort Myers, 23 954
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| Love the Tri-county but ain’t nothing like Broward do
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| But everybody clutchin' choppers off, fire for the loot
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| Fightin' in the projects, now we snipin' like we G.I. |
| Joe
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| Wildin' with my zombies on earth, everybody Zoe
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| Lil' niggas hoppin' off the porch, ridin' big donks
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| Fuck school, want to hit the dentist, fill our whole mouth with gold
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| I got diamonds, I remember locked up eatin' sloppy joe
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| Lil' nigga, big ole pistol though
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| Lil' nigga I got big donks
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| On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin'
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| Aye, you know my pants saggin'
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| On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks
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| Aye, you know I got big wicks
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| On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk
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| Aye you know I’m doing the money walk
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| On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass
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| Aye, spray gang on they ass
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| On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin'
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| Aye, you know my pants saggin'
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| On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks
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| Aye, you know I got big wicks
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| On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk
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| Aye you know I’m doing the money walk
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| On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass
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| Aye, spray gang on they ass |