| I won’t tell no lies I ain’t getting no gain
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| I just went and copped two, three new chains
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| Know the bitch tryna fuck but she ain’t my main
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| Word around town that the bitch on flames
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| I could really set my town on flames
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| Ice all in my veins
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| Racks up now the lil' bitch wanna eat up
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| Hit once then I don’t need her
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| Talk that shit now a nigga got beat up
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| Fuck around pour a ounce in a liter
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| She still been wanting me for to fuck her I’ma leave her
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| Told the bitch I don’t give head lil' baby know I’ma receiver
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| And now she playing safety
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| I’ma make her hate me
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| I blow this whole shit up like Kim Jong-un
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| Too many racks I ain’t buying no shoes
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| Tried to play me but bitch you fooled
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| Since day 1 I wasn’t even yo dude
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| I just wanted to fuck want a nut got a nut now it’s up tell yo bitch ass
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| brother be cool
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| Fore' I set this bitch on flames I ain’t playing no games
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| Know a nigga been riding with dude
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| Highschool I won’t the QB I just ran shit
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| Dropped out a nigga was making too much and the people was all on some fan shit
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| I got up now I’m bout to do damage
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| I know bro will make a whole brick vanish
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| Told gang if a nigga go broke again I’m scamming
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| (Sike Nah)
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| I won’t tell no lies I ain’t getting no gain
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| I just went and copped two, three new chains
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| Know the bitch tryna fuck but she ain’t my main
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| Word around town that the bitch on flames
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| I can really set my town on flames
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| Ice all in my veins
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| Racks up now the lil' bitch wanna eat up
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| It won’t good I don’t need her
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| Talk that shit now a nigga got beat up
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| Fuck around pour a ounce in a liter
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| She tell me don’t take forever to fuck I’ma leave her
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| Told the bitch I don’t give head lil' baby know I’ma receiver
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| And now she playing safety
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| I’ma make her hate me
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| I don’t tell no lies I’ma tell em' the truth
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| Niggas play gangsta but fuckin' a dude
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| And my homie got locked he was traffickin' tools
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| Now that I’m up gotta know how to move
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| I feel like Floyd the way that I’m stickin' and movin'
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| I up it just know that you lose
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| And I ain’t from Milwaukee
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| But I get to buckin' and I knock it out the park like the Bruins
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| Ain’t the biggest gangsta
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| But I ain’t no faker
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| Yo whole click be wangers
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| It’s smoke then we gon' smoke em' and angles
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| My whole click be demons I be ridin' with some bangas
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| And I bet that a nigga can’t point to you for no bodies, name em'
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| Know a nigga still follow the G Code
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| Bro hit the phone got a lead on em'
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| I said fuck it, put heat on em'
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| If he act like a bitch don’t beat on em'
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| And they talk about who this, niggas talk too much
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| Niggas know that we run it
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| I done put so much money on fuck niggas head
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| I think I done put up bout a whole hundred
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| I won’t tell no lies I ain’t getting no gain
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| I just went and copped two, three new chains
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| Know the bitch tryna fuck but she ain’t my main
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| Word around town that the bitch on flames
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| I can really set my town on flames
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| Ice all in my veins
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| Racks up now the lil' bitch wanna eat up
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| It won’t good I don’t need her
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| Talk that shit now a nigga got beat up
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| Fuck around pour a ounce in a liter
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| She tell me don’t take forever to fuck I’ma leave her
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| Told the bitch I don’t give head lil' baby know I’ma receiver
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| And now she playing safety
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| I’ma make her hate me |