| Do a spin move, nigga, I been smooth
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| Straight up, uh
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| It’s all Queens everything
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| Shoutout to all my West Coast niggas, though
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| Yo…
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| Still crazy fly rap with a lazy eye
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| Couple chains on, nigga, that’s me, uh
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| God bless me, shit, don’t stress me
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| Gortex hugging my chest, I look sexy
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| Switch lanes, picture new frames, the coupe swangs
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| The crew bangs, I’m rockin' new fangs, y’all niggas too strange
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| We not the same, nigga, matter of fact, we very different
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| Take the bread out of the safe, don’t be resistant
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| Uh, I’ll knock the head off the headliner
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| Then get the opening act poked for a stack
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| It’s doper than rap
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| I do this for my niggas selling dope in the back
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| You might see me on Livonia with Adonia
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| Looking well rested like I hopped out of a coma
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| He’s Corona, shit, he’s Jamaica
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| Rings on my hand like I’m a muthafuckin' Laker |