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Hahaha
 Ha
 Yuh, Solo!
 Nigga we the shooters
 With the Rugers
 We some looters
 Give 'em work you'd think I'm a tutor (Doo doo)
 Savage killers, grave diggers
 Mac-11's, I ain't talkin' bout no computers (Un-Uh)
 Bitches brazy, niggas brazy
 Think you tough then we gon' bust your medula (Bop bop)
 Write me a piece and I went to the jeweler
 My money so long I'ma need me a ruler (God damn)
 Bought me a stick and it came with the drum
 Niggas be rappin' but this ain't for fun
 I want all my money, I needed my funds
 Schoolin' you niggas, y'all niggas my sons
 Tracy McGrady bitch I'm number one
 Hit the strip club and start throwing them ones
 I'm eatin' this bread while you scoopin' up crums
 I'm livin' so rich while y'all living like bums (Lil bitch)
 Bitch I hang with gang bangers
 Gorillas in jungles you know that they can't tame us
 I just been makin this money
 Ain't worried bout niggas cuz them niggas don't phase us
 Grew up in poor places
 Some make it out and some fightin' court cases (Fuck the judge)
 Pullin' them car chases
 I can't let 'em stop me I know that them crackers is all racist (Hell nah)
 I just be ballin' like Spalding
 Livin' my life its so flawless
 Hold up the money keep callin'
 All I been thinkin' is runnin' up checks
 I know you see the VVs on my neck
 I don't play ball but I got me a tec
 Niggas gon' snitch when that gun to they neck
 I caught a flagrant give a fuck bout the ref
 I'm feelin' like 50 don't need me a vest
 Hahaha
 You already know what the fuck goin' on man
 It's Double S shit lil bitch
 Aye! (Oh you thought it was over?)
 Ha
 I'm in bag no publix
 I'm Superbad, McLovin
 Swipe for McDonalds, I'm grubbin'
 Tryna turn nothin' to somethin'
 Got me a bag now I'm stuntin'
 City on jacks have it jumpin' (jumpin')
 Pull up on me then I'm dumpin'
 Hole in your chest call you Duncan (Doo doo)
 Carvin' you up like a pumpkin
 21 on me no Duncan
 Ain't no Reeboks but I'm pumpin'
 Smokin' on dope they keep coming from Canada
 I had no money that shit wasn't addin' up
 Now that we on them niggas is mad at us
 Now that we flexin' in front of the cameras
 Planning a trip gotta check on my calendar (God damn)
 You smokin' on mids while I'm smokin on lavender (God damn)
 Ridin' with Nina that bitch in my passenger
 Nina so right I could never be mad at her (Never)
 I been rappin', I been stainin' niggas
 Hit a nigga with some counties (There you go)
 I've been flexin' and finessin'
 Lil bitch I'm from Broward County (Ha)
 You either scammin', trappin', hittin' licks but we ain't get hit with the county (Nope)
 You a stupid lil nigga, ain't hard to tell how you got a bounty (Woo)
 All my niggas hungry so you know we want the whole plate
 My nigga in jail while these niggas IG rappin' I told him - he said "it's gon' be okay" (Free A1)
 Cuz when he get out and he touch back in the streets gon' set some niggas straight (Free A1)
 2019, its a new year its a new me
 I'ma show 'em I ain't even gon' play, ha
 

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Duration
02:17
Key
1
Tempo
77 BPM

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