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I wish a bitch-ass nigga would see somethin' I'm G-Rone, nigga
Uh, look, playin' with me here to get you a two-tab Never had to worry about niggas, I'm flyin' out the bay
For that G comin' back, havin' big bags I get a bitch-ass op, nigga, big mags
Slide out the freeway, door on the cobblers How you get money, but you clockin' my bags

I don't trust many, I'm really my own man Ask Romilly, gon' barter with old man
Wake up early and trap was the whole plan Thirteen was havin' more paper than Gromad
Ask for opinions when I got a bright plan Blowin' the Glock 22, grippin' boom-bang
Disappear on the fed, fast quicker than quicksand Before they get a op gone, I'ma empty the whole can

I'ma fire a stick when they sit at them Glocks, man Ain't goin' for none, can't say I be bluffed
Put that Dre to his head and I knock off his muff If he show me a hunnid, I'ma come through a rough
Thanksgiving, my everyday pocket's on stuff If I get a drop, I'ma come through dunk
Don't lay up with bitches, I come through dunk Got hit in his face, now his head on pump

Put my heart in the map, I'ma call him Nick Love He slid one time, it ain't come back nothin
Burn your heart with the gun, he got hit with the gal When my mind get fucked up, I dance with the devil
Go up off the 10-4 to get it together Ships with no name, so these shots for whoever
He look like a lick, we gon' get him together Get smoked with the opps, we ain't never gon' settle

Get them troopers together and spend on whoever Don't feck like you with me when we ain't together
Playin' both sides, I'ma split him together Instagram bitch, let me f*ck off a mess
She ain't mad, she get fucked by the men, she a pest I do it for real, all you gotta do is check
Got your opp out of bounds, I'ma come through and stretch When that PC go off, bet they ass get the mess

Look, uh, look, playin' with me here to get you a toe tag
Never had to worry about niggas, I'm flyin' out the bay for that G comin' back, havin' big bags
I get a bitch ass off, nigga, big mags Slide out the freeway, door on the car black
How you get money, but you clockin' my bag? I don't trust many, I'm really my own man

Ass roll mini, gon' ball on an old man Wake up early and trap was the whole plan
They say what's happenin', more paper than grown man Ask for opinions when I got a bright plan
But on the Glock 22, grippin' both hands Disappear on the fed, fast, quicker than quicksand
Before they get her opp gone, I'ma empty the whole can I'ma bury his stick when they sit at the Glock stand

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