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Dope Fein
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BiC Fizzle
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(Quantini did it, haha) Louis, Versace, Fendi (Woo) Talk about bankroll, bae, I got plenty (Racks) Fuck with my Cartier watch, be sick Say she like how we fuck and my pendant be spinnin' (Bling) Young rich n***a, I'm winning New widebody, come ride out with me (Skrrt) Thinkin' 'bout time, it's time go on, BiC thug it alone, head off at the ceiling (I'm gone) Hey, nice to meet ya, my name Fizzle, still have a party, your friends and my n***a (My n***a) Two shots and we ain't cash out on a lick, slide on the day, no pennies, I'm with ya (Gelato) GG4 on my Swisher, I'm kickin' back, coolin', controllin' my temper (On God) Don't fuck with them, only one for my n***a, was broke, they was cool, now I'm lit, it's an issue (BiC Fizzle) Back of the Rolls truck, chillin' with Gucci Just fucked off a fifty Ps, fuckin' with Cootie (Fuckin' with Cootie) I'm with the guy, know we shoot a movie I'm 1017, free Shiesty and Foogi' (Free Shiesty and Foo) Get ma a crib with a pool and Jacuzzi I sign me a deal actin' lil' bit choosy I be like this, just stop the confusion BiC winning right now, n***as gotta be losin' (Gotta be losin') Say he gon' jack me, he gotta be stupid (He gotta be stupid) Bustdown 1K, big-ass baguettes (Bling, bling) Fuck up the curb in the 392, I ain't trippin' too much (Skrrt), I been watchin' this 'Vette (Boom) Try me, I put that switch to the TEC (Grah), send a hook, no serve, no shoes or vest Waited my time, they thought it was funny when I told them people BiC Fizzle was next (BiC Fizzle, uh-huh) Yeah, whoever knew I'd be in that position, you heard me? All my family good, you heard me? They used to count me out, you heard me? Yeah, you heard me, Klan business, 1K 4L (This shit for life) Me and my n***as made history in the city, you heard me? You can't get no chance like this twice, you heard me? And forever stand on business, you heard me? Klan business 1K 4L 1017 So Icy Ayy, you heard me? Bring me back in (BiC Fizzle) 1017, that's the motherfuckin' label, 1K be the Klan, we connected like cables I made away and now my people labeled, I give you my time, then I'm doin' you a favor Fizzle the greatest, not a captain savior, I might buy a product right after I slay her 392, I put smoke in the air, I just rent the Scat Pack, tryna beat up a curb Blowin' my phone, ho touchin' the nerve Bitch give me head and I Phineas and Ferb Countin' up backends, fuck what you heard Picture where I'ma be eighty-five more years I want a million for all them tears A young n***a dropped on the way onto here Said I was done, but it what it is Relax when I'm off eighteen ecstasy pills Dope swing, dope swing just after this Codeine, dope fiend waitin' for a seal Deep in the hood where it's kill or be killed Right hand on the Glock, left hand on the wheel Punk, they swear that I'm slidin' with heavy, I'm runnin' stop sign like we fresh off a drill So Icy diamonds, this shit in my grill, gotta hit the jackpot tryna live how we live Louis, Versace, Fendi Talk about bankroll, bae, I got plenty Fuck with my Cartier watch, be sick Say she like how we fuck and my pendant be spinnin' Young rich n***a, I'm winning New widebody, come ride out with me Thinkin' 'bout time, it's time go on, BiC thug it alone, head off at the ceiling
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