| Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ayy, ooh
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| I’m a real Bay boy
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| Fuck it, pull up with the real play joy
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| Young Bathing Ape, foreign, not a scrape, boy
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| If he speaking on me, that’s how you know we ain’t boys
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| Beat up the block, hear the bass in my car
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| Bitch, learn how to act in the face of a star
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| Drank in my cup and some gas in my car
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| All I hear is my shit in the streets, I go hard
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| On my timeline, I see niggas sneak dissing
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| Won’t reply, I’m too lit on my cash mission
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| New Brabus Benz lifted, 4×4 transmission
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| Stay out that man business, can’t understand snitches
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| With big racks in my hands
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| If they cash her out, I need the max amount then
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| I got basketball friends 'cause I ball just like them
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| Never tucked away, Su, I be outside like camping
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| The rich, I got stamped, I go up like a ramp
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| I go up by myself, niggas left me for dead
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| Had to fend for myself Ksubi jeans, BB belt
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| Suzy be fresh as fuck, need my fries and my clucks
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| This the big league, posted with the wolves like Jeff Teague
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| Trust me, I am just as lethal when it’s just me
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| I ain’t blendin' in this industry, I’m not adjusting
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| I can’t sleep around a thotiana, ain’t no trusting
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| True story, ain’t no nigga do shit for me
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| Suwop too important, don’t stop, keep going
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| With them trash albums, niggas selling ass like they hoeing
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| Peabody, Mr. Know-It-All think he knowing
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| In that big body with the top off, bitties showing
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| Big Barneys, used to shop Ross, they ain’t on
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| It’s a cash party, I got ice Carti buffs on me
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| And I’m real hungry like show me my opponent
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| I, I can’t even see a limit, I
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| I can’t fuck with these niggas, I
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| I can’t trust these bitches, no, no
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| I can’t even tell the difference, it’s true, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Had to get it on my own, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| All the fakes get exposed, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| If my girl take my phone, ain’t nothin' there (Yeah, yeah)
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| HBK, niggas know how we play
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| And I can’t quit, all I know is gang shit
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| HBK, niggas know how we play
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
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| And I can’t quit, uh, yeah
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| It’s only one way
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| Ayy |