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It's an apartment on my neck on my legs, it say galley department
You know what come next I say gang, it's like I work for Nike
I only care about my check I'm shooting clips like I got taught from
Spike Lee I need me a new set
This that 423 flow I just f*ck your bitch, she on her knees
She giving deep throats Ooh, you should've never cuffed that girl
She a lil' freak, hoe they, see the way I carry myself, I'm who they
Wanna be, hoe Spent a couple bands up on my teeth, I got
Them clean, hoe And got them fixed, I just told K5 I love
These women, but can't trust no bitch F*ck em, I don't need em anyway, my pocket's
Heavy, thick Only thing I love is Ricky O's, I'm on my
Selfish shit Money to it, keep me hungry, groovy, Elvis
Presley shit You feeling like you bout it, we gon' suit
Up, really pressing shit If Dalton made the beat, I really listen
Tryna catch the shit Tired as the f*ck, but I'm still floating
Really meshing shit Came in like a power bar, know we really
Wrecking shit Choppa left him baptized, damn we really blessing
Shit Say, bruh, it is that time, where we just
Start stretching shit You can't before 4FE, if you just walk around
Irrelevant Spent a rack up on some shoes, why
Shit for the hell of it I need my wallets, pockets, and my chains
To feel like elephants Through all the trials and tribulations
I went through some testaments Looking at my bank account, I'm tryna guess
My estimate Working double overtime, nigga, what you
Think bout this? Do I like my money over women? Hmm, let me
See bout this Nigga, I'm playing, you know I do, you
Lil' hoes just make me sick Bitch, I came straight out the Lou, like
In New York, these niggas brick Yeah, I mean they cold, man, they cold
Hearted Look up at my hat, bitch, I'm so bougie, had to Chrome Heart it Gotta get the f*ck up out this city, I'm
Feeling like my soul a target Can't hang with me when it come to this
Music shit, my nigga, you so retarded F*ck it, I don't need no hook, I feel like
That, I just got started On this drill, I am the sergeant, I just
Put some hundreds on my face, these real expensive carti's
Walk up in the class, bitch, don't ask me why I'm fucking tardy
Just be glad I'm here, you stupid bitch, you finna get me started
You say I won't graduate, ha-ha, bitch, you lost it
When I walk across that stage, stupid bitch, don't applaud it
I feel like the man and my twin, we call him Jeff Hardy
Nigga wants some smoke with the kid, this shit finna get gnarly
Running out of time, I can't trust her, sorry, bitch, not sorry
Only trust my lele, still I tell her, just please do not cross me
Turnt up in this bitch, they don't like me, they feeling too salty
Unh-unh-unh-unh, unh-unh-unh, heh
I don't want no ad-libs on it

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