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Uhg
Ahh
Grragh
He said he a stepper
Who gone tell me if they down to ride
Are you down to slide when it's drama time
I don't want you to get flatlined
He not a Christian but I swear that boy got baptized
Somebody told me I'm my only opp
We can't be opps if we both grew up from the same block
Dog food and Crocker pots
They whippin' in the kitchen tryna Betty Crocker it
These niggas on some other shit
I'm tryna hop inside that mothership and dip
Space coupe, spaceship
'Lotta basic bitches on the same shit
Nails done, hair did whatever
Say I make her wetter
She won't call him 'cuz she know that he is broke
Laughing to the bank like a joke
I got Chrome Hearts on my shoulders
I got Rick Owens on my toes
Yea, I'm going to a mode
I told you niggas once not to f*ck with me
He stabbed me in my back I went and caught my buck 50
I'm standing in these Prada jeans
Aiming at whoever is staring at me
My connect make eye contact he not a snake
Your connect be waiting for you to be late
Stab you in the back and now he's cutting off your face
F*ck everybody that switched up on me
I should go break out my Shmurda flow
One of my OG's, he on death row
I just bought a pole, he just bought a pole
But I do tricks with my pole like a stripper hoe
And my uncle really made the finger roll
Gotta couple bands, I might finger f*ck your hoe
If that's your mans, I won't make him go
You just understand she gone drop it low
Low, how much for the load
You got them standard prices
We get it for the low
I be blowing so much I might sail out this ozone
I be blowing so much I might turn into a stone
Girl, you know you did me wrong
Get out them designer jeans and get into a thong
I was scrolling down taking numbers out my phone
I'm not cool with niggas, I'm not fucking with you clones
But still I went through problems
All them allegations I was 'bout to have my daughter
They in trouble, they in some trouble now
These niggas they hold me down
'Finna ball like Kobe now
Go 'head and serve that pound
Them federals patted him down
They ain't find nothing on him
He think it's funny how
He gotta go back to the hood
He love them gun sounds
He love them drum sounds
He love to pow wow
You could buy a F&N with a switch on it
But will that get you some respect inside your hood
Boy you do not get respect inside your hood
You a pussy nigga and your homies know it too
He gone fold
Pussy nigga told
That boy is a rat, he gone snitch to save his soul
I got so much money and I got so much clothes
I got so many bitches I be alternating hoes
It's young Forever Baby
And you know this the way I do

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