Gave It Back
42 Dugg, EST Gee
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(Flexin' on that bitch, hol' up) Know it's either us or them And we'd never f*ck with them (FOREVEROLLING) Ten thou' in the Benz, two hunnid all in the Ford Five hunnid cash, no rent, baby, it's yours Jet to the moon when I get bored "You still got your rose Patek, Doggy Bone?" Of course Twelve hunnid the horse Nine hunnid the torque (skrrt) Light tap the pedal and watch this bitch twerk Lot of shit niggas doin', I was doin' it first Like puttin' niggas on shirts, sellin' it like it's merch Free GottiBandz and Dirt, no, I don't f*ck with no Percs Niggas won't buy a bag, but niggas'll buy a purse I guess 'cause I'm turnt, I'm 'posed to go through the worst Val got me in church, co-signin' the service All my Sprites dirty, twenty-three with a thirty No attempts for me, I only been doin' murders Tommy went through the weed and Money went through the Gerber He ain't with us, then search him, strip him, f*ck niggas Promethazine in my soda like, "F*ck liquor" Yeah, half a ticket on my neck, this a Lamb', not a 'Vette She wanna be my bitch, make her sit on it, and fetch In two friends' group text, "Doggy, hit 'em next" And we was beefin' with him 'til we seen he was a rat And last opp died, y'all ain't slide yet And last I cried, whole squads got wet I heard niggas' words wasn't shit on they block I really run my city if I'm rappin' or I'm not Yeah, I seen a dumb nigga, make a livin' out the pot I'm a seven-figure nigga, I ain't sleepin' on no cot A half a million and killers come get it while it's hot And me and your nigga more than different, bae, he an opp And he don't know the feelin' 200K on a watch He only know the feelin' 200K on his top I'm 'posed to believe y'all killers, all them attempteds? I made shit get missing all while becomin' the richest I heard about through word of mouth, how you couldn't stack attention You puttin' 'em in danger, you livin' with all them bitches I told her, "I got five grand, here, go start a business" And since we got up with you, that should let you know she did it Don't care how many chains y'all give him, he not official Get every single drop you can find, I got a nickel Yeah, half a ticket on my neck, this a Lamb', not a 'Vette She wanna be my bitch, make her sit on it, and fetch In two friends' group text, "Doggy, hit 'em next" And we was beefin' with him 'til we seen he was a rat And last opp died, y'all ain't slide yet And last I cried, whole squads got wet I heard niggas' words wasn't shit on they block I really run my city if I'm rappin' or I'm not
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Written by: Aaron Butler, Dion Hayes, George Stone, Henning Gruschow, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr.
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