| Everybody get the fuck down, ayy
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| Hundred in the stick, and the bitch‚ it got kick (Ayy)
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| Turn him to a ghost, now it’s like he don’t exist
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| Slap him with the pistol, he was screamin' like a bitch (Ayy)
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| Nigga shut yo bitch ass up (Ayy‚ ayy, yeah)
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| I’m the type of nigga that’ll punch you in your shit (That'll punch you in your
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| shit)
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| I’m the type of nigga that’ll run off with your shit (That'll run off with your
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| shit)
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| I’m the type of nigga, never leave without my trip (Ayy)
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| I’m the type of nigga that put money on a bitch (Yeah)
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| Ayy, ayy, how you think I done got rich? |
| (Ayy)
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| Hop up out the plane and then I pilot that good shit
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| If you plottin' on Lil Wopster, then you plottin' to get bleed (Ayy)
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| Got that AK-47, when I shoot it, it don’t miss (Pew-pew-pew, ugh)
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| Damn, dance, rags (Rags)
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| Sent your bitch the bills and she brought him to the trap (Ayy, trap)
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| And I’m sippin' on that Wockhardt 'cause ain’t no more Act' ('Cause ain’t no
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| more Act')
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| I feel like a zombie when I’m rollin' out these flats
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| Bitch, I’m gettin' rich, it all started with a lick (Started with a lick)
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| Junkie 'round the trap, it all started with a brick (It all started with a
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| brick, ayy)
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| Nigga 'bouta duck, it’s a hundred in the stick (It's a hundred, ayy)
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| Everybody get the fuck down, ayy (Ugh)
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| Hundred in the stick, and the bitch, it got kick (Bitch, it got kick, ayy)
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| Turn him to a ghost, now it’s like he don’t exist (Now it’s like he don’t exist,
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| yeah)
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| Slap him with the pistol, he was screamin' like a bitch (He was screaming like
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| a bitch, ayy)
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| Nigga shut yo bitch ass up (Ayy, ayy, yeah, pussy) |