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Kidz From Da Gutta

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Copped up some Dior in a Gucci bag with a hundred racks still in the safe
Flew out to Cancun with a Loui bag, to be honest just went for the bank
Don't know what you think
I got on two Richard Millies, the hood niggas calling me saint
Whenever I pull up I pull up it's in a two door
Or a 'Bach with no motherfucking plates
I gotta stick to the script
Some of my niggas they used to hit licks
Now I'm up and we used to the rich
We surrounded by groupies and bitches
I got my niggas who with me they with me and been there since day one
I gotta stay out LA on that 'Drive 'cause I know I don't save none
Don't call my phone I don't answer
I'm too busy with strippers and dancers
She gon' give me bald head like it's cancer
Wanna be Monica like I'm Chandler
Nah, I ain't "Captain Save a Hoe"
We don't save a hoe
What I look like a goofy?
We going up like a movie
My bitches they bad and they boujie
Went to the A and The Box hooked me up
They done gave me some chains and they icy as f*ck
Patek on my wrist this shit glist as a bitch
You can't even see the clock 'cause them rocks cover it up
You good in the trenches just do as I say if them ops start
To bust pull your heat out and duck
I ain't with no gang all this blue on my face
If you see me with green then I'm ripping it up
Fucked on a bitch that little bitch gave me hickies
Twenty-five K for some D's it's like Mickey
I'll hold you down just tap in and get with me
Hundred K fits man these niggas can't shit me
If I say to do it they do it no question
I don't drive cars unless it start with a button
JB the real one these fake niggas fronting
Racks in the club man that shit ain't 'bout nothing
Look at my wrist stupid ice on that shit
if you looking too hard you just might blind your eye
Fucking with randoms just me and the gang
I ain't tucking no chain niggas ready to ride
You ain't no bully my niggas don't play
If you play with the gang hope you ready to die
JB ready to slide
(Mhm) I just called him one time
I don't really wanna be fucking with none of ya niggas
So why the hell you fucking with me?
I seen a diss, it was cute
But these niggas capping as soon as he post he delete it
I done moved straight from New York to the A
I went got me a bag I wake up and repeat it
These niggas ain't really balling like that
He ain't Mike but I told him to motherfucking beat it
Richer Than Ever
He was acting hard get it together
It's JB ain't forgetting the letter
I'm talking I'm making her wetter
I'm shitting I don't need Nutella
I bought the Royce truck with umbrellas
She do what I say so if I tell her
Give me the bank roll and no deposit
Bitch this is a Range Rover not an Audi
I up it I pop it, these bitches exotic I opened it fast it was soda
Bitches give knowledge then I go to college and I told her pass the folder
He play with me I'm killing his mans he don't wanna pass the controller
Upgrade my ice man how come the winter got colder?
If he say it's up then it's over
The youngin' I come from the trenches
You ain't eating I'm giving you detention
He a rat that little nigga snitching
I'm a star drop the top off the Cullinan
Crossed my back man I can't even stomach it
Get a brick off a board Andre Drummond it
Bitches out in Atlanta got hoes like I'm Santa
That I gotta pop out in the summer with
I gotta stick to the script
Some of my niggas they used to hit licks
Now I'm up and we used to the rich
We surrounded by groupies and bitches
I got my niggas who with me they with me and been there since day one
I gotta stay out LA on that 'Drive 'cause I know I don't save none
Don't call my phone I don't answer
I'm too busy with strippers and dancers
She gon' give me bald head like it's cancer
Wanna be Monica like I'm Chandler
Nah, I ain't "Captain Save a Hoe"
We don't save a hoe
What I look like a goofy?
We going up like a movie
My bitches they bad and they boujie

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