| Hope they don’t think 'cause I’m pop, I won’t pop, nigga
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| Oh, I heard that they mad, 'cause I pop, we stop niggas (What else?)
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| I got rich, they act like I forgot, nigga
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| Won’t talk when it’s static, we shock niggas (Let's go)
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| It’s hot, like Rizzo say, I put chip in your head, no Frito Lay
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| If I go broke, it’s kick door day, I came in this bitch with a stick on me
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| Nigga, get out of line, put this Glick on him
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| They like, «Why they came in here so deep?»
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| We tryna find out where your kinfolk stay (Gang)
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| We come through like SWAT and clean your street
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| My lil' nigga just made him a sawed-off (Boom)
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| I might pop the Percs 'til I nod off (Ayy)
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| I kicked down the door, knock the nob off (Uh)
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| I’m uppin' that fye, shit pop off (Fye)
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| Mary Claire give me top with her top off (Gang)
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| These niggas fake like a knock-off purse (Ha)
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| I drop a bag, get him knocked off (Uh)
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| And I go pick up that bag to come rock out (Gang)
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| Tryna show out, he get shot down (Boom)
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| We can go to one, nigga, we got rounds (Prr)
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| And I ain’t worried 'bout next 'cause I got now (Uh-huh)
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| Spin your whole block, bitch, you gon' hear gun sounds (Boom)
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| I hop on the beat and walk down
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| Like I do on the opp if they pop out (Come on)
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| I can’t beef with 'em 'cause they not out (Not out)
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| Too much ice, I be cold when it’s hot out (Ice)
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| You ain’t get no money, what you here for?
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| He savin' that ho, he a hero (Stupid)
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| I’m outsides smokin' Indo
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| Big Glock ring like a flip phone
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| We make niggas duck, play limbo
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| I beat the pussy up like Kimbo
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| A nigga get beat, no tempo
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| Bitch, play with somebody else, I ain’t no Nintendo ('Tendo)
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| Huh, extendos (Uh) on all my Glocks, for real, though (Let's go)
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| They callin' for rings, got big 4 (X)
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| My lil' shawty get loose out the window (Gang)
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| My lil' bitch bougie with cute clothes
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| These lil' niggas be broke with no ho (Stupid)
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| Down bad, he get exposed
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| They thought I was Lowe’s, I get lows
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| I came from shit, my wrist froze (Ice)
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| I’m ignant and icy as fuck (Fuck)
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| Want smoke? |
| I’m lightin' up
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| Run up and he bitin' his dust (On gang)
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| I was born to win, I’m 'bout my M’s
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| It’s gon' be like that 'til its end (Uh huh)
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| Niggas talkin', they talkin' 'bout M’s (Huh?)
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| I’m still gon' spin like a blitz (Uh huh)
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| She kept callin', she bringin' a friend
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| I’m finna go cool, just took me a ten
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| She gag on the dick, she got drunk off the Hen'
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| I fuck her like I just came home from the pen
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| Off the top of the dome, I don’t need a pen
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| Back early, bitch, I ain’t no rookie
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| Wanna fuck, ho? |
| I see you lookin'
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| I go dumb like I was a flunkie (Ha, bitch) |