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Wake up every morning, I'm chosing the violence Rather use the .45 on me than kill 'em with kindness Dirty money all up in these jeans but I keep 'em clean Gotta keep that thing by my thing 'cause it's bling-bling (Hit-Boy) Get 'em I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs Ain't nobody good, f**k the opps, no peace signs I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside I ain't 'posed to have this b*t*h, f**k it though, I keep mine Ain't nobody come to see Otis, they came for Blueface (Blue, pss-pss-pss-pss-pss) Ayy, he say, she say (Huh?) N***as wanna beef 'cause I'm giving her beefcake Yeah (Turn it up) Aight, that's more like it (Bruh) Tryna come through, gotta jump hoops in two gate Second-degree murder 'cause he tried it in first place ('Aight) B*t*hes ain't f**kin', get the boot on their birthday (Why?) I ain't gotta bike for her b*t*h, tell her to ride d**k If she not bi, then bye, I'm not finna buy her sh*t (Bye) Why do n***as wanna fight me instead of fightin' with a b*t*h? (Get out) Don't play with Crips, boy, play with your lil' d**k (Pause) Ain't sh*t Frito-Lay, n***as could really get chips (Yeah) I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs (Word) Ain't nobody good, f**k the opps, no peace signs I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside I ain't 'posed to have this b*t*h, f**k it though, I keep mine And I'm stil with the gang, ain't sh*t changed (You know that) Poppin' out, Bentley Mulsanne, got on six chains (Go) Three rings, b*t*h, I get change Bulletproof the Range, switchin' lanes Super freak with me, b*t*h, I'm Rick James (Rick James) All the hoes say my name like I'm Pootie Tang (G Herbo) I ain't gotta do a thang and I do my thang (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Coupe all black matte like I'm John Wayne (John Wayne) Rockin' Elliantte, this ain't Johnny Dang? (This ain't Johnny Dang) Two-tone AP, or a plain jane Patek Flyin' Trackhawk skat, shoes, shirt, cost racks Big Glocks, no MACs, no belt on facts A n***a up, no naps, get you clapped, f**k rap (N***a) I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs Ain't nobody good, f**k the opps, no peace signs I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside I ain't 'posed to have this b*t*h, f**k it though, I keep mine Ain't nobody come to see Otis they came for Blueface (Blue, pss-pss-pss-pss-pss) Ayy, he say, she say (Huh?) N***as wanna beef 'cause I'm giving her beef cake Yeah (Turn it up) Aight, that's more like it (Bruh)
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