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I'm with a centerfold
Eight hundred originals
I was flipping Os
Ducking feds getting dough
And my pistol blow to niggas who think it's a joke
Ps hit my line I'm at the door soon as they hit the phone
And my jewelry froze
Catching niggas stealing flows
I was selling stones when I had that herringbone
Had at least ten or more callin damn near three or four
Minutes apart pull up and park when them cluckers hit the phone
My first day on the block swear shorty had two hundred rocks
Palmed in his hand I'm right there sittin right by the mailbox
Two niggas with me posted playing music off his phone
Shorty like the police come y'all better get up out that jam I'm gone
I hustled jabs of stones
Had them blows
Bagged up Os
Everybody know I got a mouth full of gold with the gold chains
Blow up out the ounce when I smoke
When I slammed on the dope
Niggas like Jhood been up on the ave gettin dough
Niggas mad and they broke
I used to have the blows in the alley while I'm up top across from the store
Niggas already know
They don't want gunplay
Served them Ps around the block when twelve sat up on that one way
Got dumb cake
I had a pocket full of blows on a mountain bike
When I had the Nats fitted it was red and white
They took my style and ran with it like I said hike
I'm with a centerfold
Eight hundred originals
I was flipping Os
Ducking feds getting dough
And my pistol blow to niggas who think it's a joke
Ps hit my line I'm at the door soon as they hit the phone
And my jewelry froze
Catching niggas stealing flows
I was selling stones when I had that herringbone
Had at least ten or more callin damn near three or four
Minutes apart pull up and park when them cluckers hit the phone
Ps hit my line I'm at the door soon as they hit the phone
Green on my mind I got that dough weather rain or if it's snowing
We pistol toting
DMG niggas with the gold teeth
It's all OG when I sit and blow trees
They golf commentators because they telling lies to me
Got em jocking me
Had the blackberry chirping like a call center
With a hundred Ps looking like a frozen dinner
Got these niggas sittin on an O all winter
We mob figures it's art when I get a hard rhythm
To spark a hard nigga to go and kill a beat
Three tone gold niggas hate to see
Never seen a nigga look flee as me
Pull up on Ps like I'm shooting for three
I was getting cheese jugging off the flip phone
Had the yellow gold
With the herring bone
With no stones
When I sold blows
Got the dope flows niggas scared of that
I hit it on two crowns trying to mail me back
When I had the D buried in a plastic bag
And these niggas mad they ain't getting no cash
Nigga
I'm with a centerfold
Eight hundred originals
I was flipping Os
Ducking feds getting dough
And my pistol blow to niggas who think it's a joke
Ps hit my line I'm at the door soon as they hit the phone
And my jewelry froze
Catching niggas stealing flows
I was selling stones when I had that herringbone
Had at least ten or more callin damn near three or four
Minutes apart pull up and park when them cluckers hit the phone

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