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I love G-lock triggers
Heard he tryna slime, he ain't with us
Heard he got scared 'cause we moving with hittas
Take off the cap and replace it with figures (3AM)
We 'gone take off his chain, come and get it back
Invest in yourself, only way to get racks
I took this shit to the mothafuckin' max
I just came back, I just flew outta LAX
She all up on me, I told her relax
We tryna slide through the city with packs
When we tell him slide, we ain't giving a pass
Two hundred sit right on the digital dash
Keep rocking that old shit, I'm on to new shit
My team sat down, we just needed a blueprint
I threw to bro, after that I don't know who hit
AR-15 with a cool kit
AR-15 with two drums on the bottom
We make him dance when we spot 'em, and got 'em
We on the opps, we just caught 'em
I got too many hoes in my phone, I don't call 'em
I probably sit with my feet up
Too many spots like a cheetah
I got a scale on the table, no wonder that I'm a Libra
Yeah that bitch know imma leave her
I threw some bullets, they caught 'em, receiver
She call me baby, I never been Beiber
I pulled two racks out the case for a sneaker
That bitch with me not a citizen
We just be slidin', we hitting shit
These shots in the back, they unlimited
I'm by myself in this shit, ain't no synonym
I'm tryna hit it ain't romance
I'm droppin' music before I drop your chance
I'm up in Dolce Gabbana with yo hoe
She on her knees and she do it with no hands
She tryna f*ck, I don't talk 'bout it
I'm in a Cat, it's a widebody
I need a bitch, sum like Bonnie
These niggas wanna be me, yeah they all copy
I got your bitch on my side when the summer start
We treatin' Raris like bumper cars
We got them Glocks going straight through a bodyguard
Ain't believe shit, till you show what the numbers are
We 'gone take off his chain, come and get it back
Invest in yourself, only way to get racks
I took this shit to the mothafuckin' max
I just came back, I just flew outta LAX
She all up on me, I told her relax
We tryna slide through the city with packs
When we tell him slide, we ain't giving a pass
Two hundred sit right on the digital dash
Keep rocking that old shit, I'm on to new shit
My team sat down, we just needed a blueprint
I threw to bro, after that I don't know who hit
AR-15 with a cool kit
AR-15 with two drums on the bottom
We make him dance when we spot 'em, and got 'em
We on the opps, we just caught 'em
I got too many hoes in my phone, I don't call 'em

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