| Hop out the sprinter, and jump in the Coope
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| My Crip nigga cool, my Blood nigga bool
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| You know she gon jump, my nigga
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| The trap house gon jump, my nigga
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| Fuck around, we gon jump that nigga
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| That how we winning
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| With god as my witness
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| Handle your shit, I flex on your nigga in front of these bitches
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| Jump out the bed, and go straight to the kitchen
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| Young nigga ball like a pitcher
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| I’m going home with a stripper
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| Funny thing, I never tipped her
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| I know everything, no Wikipedia
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| Young nigga fly like a medior
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| Getting head all on my social media
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| You need to jump
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| Beem me up, Scotty just beam me up
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| Vandilising your bitch, I graffiti her
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| Sound like she drinking some healiom
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| Hop out the sprinter, and jump in the Coope
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| My Crip nigga cool, my Blood nigga bool
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| You know she gon jump, my nigga
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| The trap house gon jump, my nigga
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| Fuck around, we gon jump that nigga
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| what you doing?
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| I go to the dealership, spend a hundred thousand dollars on a Coope
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| Chop off the top and I ruined it
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| I be hooping it
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| I shoot, I be shooting it
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| like me now
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| when I
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| Work out that pussy, yeah
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| Send her home with some
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| I’m fat as fuck, and I’m tatted up
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| Fat as fuck, tatted up
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| I throw up that money, fucking up some kommas, add it up
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| Hop out the sprinter, and jump in the Coope
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| My Crip nigga cool, my Blood nigga bool
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| You know she gon jump, my nigga
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| The trap house gon jump, my nigga
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| Fuck around, we gon jump that nigga |