| Ha, ya dig, yeah, turn up
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| I seen niggas hatin' way before I ever had tints (Ho nigga)
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| Dog shit, got it stuffed up in the side ten
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| Yeah, make her fuck me like we tied in
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| Throw them 4's up, if not, bitch, I’m fuckin' five friends
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| Five bands, doggy, what you want a hood for?
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| Youngest in charge of dogs, bitch, I never took orders
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| Pablo Escobar, the youngin' know too many reporters
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| Ain’t fuck with me, then get goin', white gloves, not Rick Owens
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| Black hoes, I send for 'em, five, six, I been scorin'
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| Two hunnid on two doors, drive one, take it two tours
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| No Cayenne, that new Porsche, filled with all bad bitches
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| I can’t tell you 'bout the time when I ain’t had bitches
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| Drive with us, my pops, I’m dropping' five lemons
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| Old school, this for my gang and my hoes too
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| Big 4s, your main bitches all bad
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| Hoes with big homie, show me your nigga so I can shit on 'em
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| A hunnid pints of red, I tell 'em, «Yeah bro, we should sit on it
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| For life, I’m tryna tell you bitch, you’re no life
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| Big 4s, your main bitches all bad
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| Hoes with big homie, show me your nigga so I can shit on 'em
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| A hunnid pints of red, I tell 'em, «Yeah bro, we should sit on it
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| For life, I’m tryna tell you bitch, you’re no life
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| Yeah nigga, bitch, I got state and I got fed niggas
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| Mix it up, bro pourin' green, I’m pourin' red, nigga
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| Bitch with us, I send her back, I bet her head different
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| Lame niggas, bro, you didn’t trip, bitch, I’m the same nigga
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| Still in the hoods, they play with woods, I’m tryna tell 'em
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| Two hunnid in cookie, want fifty Runtz and they gon' mail 'em
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| Switchin' IDs all no the jet, my niggas tell 'em
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| I won’t claim him if he tellin', doggy, that’s just what it is
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| Big 4's, your main bitches all bad
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| Hoes with big homie, show me your nigga so I can shit on 'em
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| A hunnid pints of red, I tell 'em, «Yeah, bro, we should sit on it
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| For life, I’m tryna tell you bitch, you’re no life
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| Big 4's, your main bitches all bad
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| Hoes with big homie, show me your nigga so I can shit on 'em
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| A hunnid pints of red, I tell 'em, «Yeah, bro, we should sit on it
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| For life, I’m tryna tell you bitch, you’re no life
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| Big 4s |