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don't want it
Bring the package back
Bitch I'm rollin' up
I ain't doin' the cabbage patch
I'm tryna get big high where the waxy at

My nigga came up

and phases like the moon and tides
Catch me the backseat of the four by four, profile low
Gotta keep it lowkey, yeah the V.I.P private
Can't fuck with nobody,

Told lil shawty I'm cool wit that
Ima dirty ass nigga with a dirty big pistol so twelve pull up I'm bussin at em
Sipping hen out the bottom getting rid

make these on your neck?
That shit look like glitter
Exotic ass Runtz in the 'Wood
And you rollin' Swishers
This bitch kinda irritatin'
Finna hit her

Hope you know we came to play do it our way
You Brandon Jennings & da boi be Deandre
Really rollin all week no off days
Still sprinkle kief on da

cheated
By the Fame code

Meaning most people you know
Won't support ya grind
Till they see that
Bandwagon rollin

You'll witness folks
At ya local shows

talkin Xanax
Im sayin I'm workin and somehow I manage
To keep everything on a dice and it's rollin
Swervin a whip out da lot like it's stolen
My pockets

product ain't determined by no marketin
Tryna start up to a Stark with this
That rich, genius, playboy, philanthropist
Ya know?

See me do, How I do
How you

Hold on slow down big havin by the way 
Flippa!
Bitch get out my face get out my way
Since I been havin shit goes my way
I could care less bout what

won't see that shit again
Why she talking bout he gon get her mans
In the backyard just rollin up a gram
Bitches by the pool side trynna get tan
Titties

the sideline, not the field, cause he can't stand the heat
All my bitches pretty rich and dumb shit, they can't even read
Told that bitch to eat this watermelon,

be rich tella fuck nigga fuck you
Free Lil Josh I never let no one touch you
Fuck a cigarette they got to my uncle
Is you illiterate you think ima

big Lan3
How you gon cuff when she do what I say?
Nigga gon run, you ain't makin no plays
You can't outrun the gun, nigga get laid
If you bring your

gone for a minute, let's get this shit rollin
Even maduke know I love all the freak hoes
I can tell she a slut by the nails she got pink toes
Bitches be

a trap nigga and
She like me 'cause I'm rich
I can never be a hoe and
I put that on my soul
All my niggas on the road
Take my chain I gotta blow
I be

the big top
We want y'all to sit back and enjoy
And if y'all get offended
We don't give a shit

Where the hell my dirtbagz at?
Put your hands up, God damn I

Stay Bout It

DJ Storm

Drank Epidemic

2005

me hos
Never would have fathomed that
Big lipped nigga from school Craft
Have access to the masses
Now they sweatin' them backstage passes
Try to give

a bankroll,
Big glizzy on my lap I got aim hoe/
Money n sum power get respect,
Shawty think I’m rich VVs on my neck/
Ion call ha bitch I just call ha wet,
Give

Muzzle Toe

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

chicken nights how's nice
Rule out, silk low valley, Mafia crew house
Drink vine, moon shine wine, sip it, fool out
Rollin wit a burner no doubt, shorty

make these on your neck?
That shit look like glitter
Exotic ass Runtz in the 'Wood
And you rollin' Swishers
This bitch kinda irritatin'
Finna hit her

sumn
man I'm from the rich and I'm puttin on
got alotta homies that are dead and gone
never made it off the curb side
big bank bringin birds by
copped

I'm ridin' in the back of the Uber I'm rollin weed think the Uber noticed
Fake bangers aint ruger totin'
Y'all lazy go through the motions
When we make

[Beanie Seagal]
Beanie Segal hit hard, and I'll wire ya jaw
Trademark niggas eyes, give them perminant scars
Twist backwards, never catch me rollin' cigars

Only dip, don't tip
Only big thots on the list
All these faces in the mist
Now got few inside my clique
And we rollin' on the streets
They don't like me