| Say if you with me, baby, play your part then
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| And don’t you be listenin' what bitches be startin'
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| And if you rock with me then rock with me regardless
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| We ball on these bitches just like Jordan and Harden, yeah
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| Hop in the G5, baby, park your car then
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| And if they want problems then them pistols, we sparkin'
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| You got a opinion then I want you to voice it
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| Ask about me, lil' baby, promise I go the hardest, yeah
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| Baby, gotta play your part like an actress
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| Sent your ass on a blacklist
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| All a nigga wanna do is stack chips
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| On airplane mode, don’t ask shit
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| I really ain’t with all this rap shit
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| Started in the street with the trap shit
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| Don’t work for UPS but I pack shit
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| I might put your ho on the track shit
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| Got a Rollie on the wrist, that plain jane
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| They ain’t for all the lame games
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| All I wanna do is maintain
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| Me and all my niggas on the same thing
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| Free all my niggas in the chain gang
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| All my shooters that bang bang
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| Lock that gun, then bang bang
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| Burn off on the scene and change lanes
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| Why you listen to shit them bitches tell you?
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| Real recognize real, you don’t look familiar
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| How you gon' let them bitches feel you
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| 'Bout all them lies them bitches said?
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| Little bitch better quit being rebellious
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| How you don’t see them bitches jealous?
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| Won’t see you happy, them bitches selfish
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| Dog-ass hoes, these bitches won’t get it
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| Say if you with me, baby, play your part then
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| And don’t you be listenin' what bitches be startin'
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| And if you rock with me then rock with me regardless
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| We ball on these bitches just like Jordan and Harden, yeah
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| Hop in the G5, baby, park your car then
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| And if they want problems then them pistols, we sparkin'
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| You got a opinion then I want you to voice it
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| Ask about me, lil' baby, promise I go the hardest, yeah
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| Just 'cause I don’t post you on the 'Gram
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| That don’t mean I don’t love you or I don’t give a damn
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| Keep my business out the news, I’m protecting my fam
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| And if they tell you otherwise, baby, they not your friend, yeah
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| Just 'cause they postin' shit don’t mean they happy
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| Soon as a problem come, they gon' run at you, laughin'
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| Stop worryin' 'bout what they think, lil' mama, that’s so tacky
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| Ain’t none of that shit genuine, baby if you ask me, yeah
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| Hey, rock with me like you supposed to
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| I knew you was it when I chose you
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| Don’t you worry 'bout them hoes, boo
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| They just doin' what hoes do
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| Won’t let none of these bitches ho
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| Say the ones that hurt you, ones you close to
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| Talk behind your back and roast you
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| Time’ll tell, it’ll show you
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| Say if you with me, baby, play your part then
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| And don’t you be listenin' what bitches be startin'
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| And if you rock with me then rock with me regardless
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| We ball on these bitches just like Jordan and Harden, yeah
|
| Hop in the G5, baby, park your car then
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| And if they want problems then them pistols, we sparkin'
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| You got a opinion then I want you to voice it
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| Ask about me, lil' baby, promise I go the hardest, yeah |