| Yeah, yeah
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| Never lookin' back, it’s deuce (Never lookin' back)
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| Never lookin' back, it’s deuces, dappin' up my mans
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| Never lookin' back, it’s deuces, dappin' up my mans (Hahahaha, Nick you’re
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| stupid)
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| Never lookin' back, it’s deuces, dappin' up my mans (Deuces)
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| Needed me the most, you never gon' see me again (Bye)
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| My only dead homies on some paper, no friends (Hey)
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| And if it ain’t about a bag, then it makin' no sense (Woo)
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| Come out the cut, say they miss you, pay 'em no mind then they gon' diss you
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| (Yeah)
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| Brodie gon' chop up the block, understand, if we got issues (Brr, brr, blaow)
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| Spank your lil' ass like a baby, yeah, you gon' cry, maybe need tissues (Wah)
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| Red dot with a bongo, got it hangin' right off of the pistol (Yeah)
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| We start it, we finish, Chanel briefcase, handlin' business (Woo, ayy)
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| Said they proud of us, the look on they face, couldn’t believe that we did it
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| (Proud of me)
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| Started swimmin' like some gators to show that we run up them digits (Ayy, yeah)
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| Run it up, dodgin' my opps, had to go spin 'em like fidgets (Ha, woo)
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| Life changin' too fast, getting real crazy, crazy (Crazy, crazy)
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| All these goons slime 'em out, get 'em real brazy, brazy (Slatt)
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| You ain’t talkin' no amounts, huh, your breath savin' (Savin')
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| Took what was mine, lil' nigga, huh, never waited (One more time, yeah)
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| Never lookin' back, it’s deuces, dappin' up my mans (Deuces)
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| Needed me the most, you never gon' see me again (Bye)
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| My only dead homies on some paper, no friends (Yeah)
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| And if it ain’t about a bag, then it makin' no sense (Woo)
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| Come out the cut, say they miss you, pay 'em no mind then they gon' diss you
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| (Yeah)
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| Brodie gon' chop up the block, understand, if we got issues (Brr, brr, blaow)
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| Spank your lil' ass like a baby, yeah, you gon' cry, maybe need tissues (Wah)
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| Red dot with a bongo, got it hangin' right off of the pistol (Yeah) |