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These lil broke niggas ain't havin' no hustle 
I'm pushin' my weight than a nigga with muscles

Ice in his veins like D'Angelo Russell You ain't never had a nigga head on your muzzle

If you cook it right, it's gon' bubble
Louis Bell buckle with a Glock and this bitch we don't scuffle

If you hit me up out the hustle, we makin' a play like a huddle

I put on for the three like I'm Russell Wilson
Waist deep in the streets, Tyrese Gibson

First time that I broke a bitch, I started pimpin

This yellow bone bad, but she look like a Simpson
I'ma cut the bitch off, kick her out, she don't listen

This Glock in my pants got me saggin' and
Limpin'
I give her dick we ain't kissin', now she in my kitchen Butt naked doin' my dishes

Niggas know I ain't with all that dissin'
My young niggas trippin' and a get on your ass if you slippin'

If I shoot this bitch, we ain't missin
Ain't failin' no mission, this smoke finna f*ck up your vision

If you look up an ape, I'm the real definition 
Put a opp in the air like a motherfuckin pigeon
Nigga, f*ck with the gang, that's a stupid decision

Go head to head with anybody like a collision

Ayy, we quick to pop shit, we quick to drop shit
They quick to mention my name off some cop shit

One by one, knock him off for the opp list
I'm high as f*ck, Off this perk in the cockpit

I bet she put it in my hand or my pocket We makin' deposits like 
Patrick, you know how we rockin'

Walk in my trap, better lock it
My prices ain't droppin', another fiend already knockin

She said that I'm mean, made the bitch cook & clean 
See, I'm makin' money, that bitch make a scene

I got a glizzy, tucked under my jeans I'm sippin' lean and pop perks like a fiend

I'ma shoot like a basketball game with my team Big APE on two Cs and a G

Ayy, I'm tryna catch one and then flee the scene
Ain't finna let the police come and catch me

Ayy, Glock 23 like I'm MJ I ain't gon' hesitate
Better step back before he fade away

Spendin' this shit, but still save for a rainy day
She tryna slurp up a G like a Gatorade

Told her I'm Gucci, ain't talkin' bout no lemonade 
I was just stuck in that trap like a barricade

Real EBK, I'm a renegade They watchin' my pockets, tryna count what a nigga make

I ain't got six rings, but I done made
Six plays Thought I forgot, I'm still tryna catch what's his name

Why would I care bout a post that a nigga made?
We tryna trash big shit with these throwaways

Ghost gun for a buster and make his ass go away
They thinkin' Xani a Dragon, he blowin' flames

You know me, you know this ain't new, I been goin' ape
You know me, you know this ain't new, I been goin' ape

On God

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