| Uh, fuck all the cute shit, I’m here to shoot shit
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| I need a bitch who gon' suck dick and shoot trips
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| None of my stuffers can’t come with the loose lips
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| Bitch, you gon' move shit
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| Bitch, you gon', bitch, you gon' do what I say
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| Bitch, you gon', bitch, you gon' do what I
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| Bitch, you gon', bitch, you gon' do what I say
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| Bitch, you gon' do what I
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| Big jug of Act'-Act', bands in the backpack
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| Perkies in here booty crack, never in no man-purse
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| 'Member we was on Xans first? |
| 'Member I was usin' hands first?
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| Now it’s ambulance, hearse, anytime I put in work
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| We ain’t got no Sprite levels, drop the Acty in a Squirt
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| 'Member first time I had the Acty, it was me and Smurf?
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| Now when I get the Acty-Act', I gotta spill some
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| 'Cause I’m a young rich nigga and off pills, Blood
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| Thousands, on me right now, we load up then slide down
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| Bitch, ain’t no pipe down
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| Stupid bitch, you pipe down
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| Ayy, let me pipe down, huh
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| Bet I pop an RP if I hit the White House
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| Shoot that bitch in Trump face, hit him with the hood face
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| I might spark a 'Wood, yeah, Draco with the wood, yeah
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| Check a nigga temperature, I put that on my hood, yeah
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| Samurais beat the block, sittin' on them woods steps
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| Grandma gave me whoopings, yeah, never was the good one, yeah
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| Me didn’t work no nine to five, I was drinkin' on the clock
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| Sleepin' on a bad bitch, broke, dreamin' on the top
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| Now when bitches see me, diamonds blingin' through, they pieces rockin',
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| yeah yeah yeah
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| Let me get my four-five, and I got the forty on me
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| Dumpin' at your whole lot, and you got your shorty with you
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| Ridin' with a dumb bitch, look like he got Dory with him
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| Map out in my Expedition, look like I got Dora with me
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| I might have Storm with me, Wolverine my order please
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| Slice 'em for my Portuguese, put me on with forty keys
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| Drego, baby, I don’t think nobody else in disbelief
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| We got all these young bitches thinkin' they Coretta King
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| Still fuck with the Medellín, still got methamphetamines
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| Still sippin' Promethazine, and I’m learning Lebanese
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| And I’m earnin' extra cheese, blowin' at the referees
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| Bookie blunt ain’t got no seeds, you be smokin' sesame
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| She been suckin' so much dick she need some extra knees
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| Matter fact she suckin' so much dick I need an extra me
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| Gang gang hit my cellphone for an extra P
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| Gang gang, you don’t need that, take this recipe, huh, uh-huh
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| Fuck all the cute shit, I’m here to shoot shit
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| I need a bitch who gon' suck dick and shoot trips
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| None of my stuffers can’t come with the loose lips
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| Bitch, you gon' move shit
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| Bitch, you gon', bitch, you gon' do what I say
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| Bitch, you gon' do what I
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| Bitch, you gon' do what I say
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| Bitch, you gon' do what I |