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Blatt (Damn, MyBaad) Blatt, blatt, blatt (I'ma do it like that, YB) (Hollo) (Ayy, Hollo, turn me up) I just put a b*t*h on the plane with a truckload Her name got flags, so I put her on the road (Huh?) If I put my face on the deep, you know that sh*t soaked (Let's go) I just poured a four, I don't think I can catch some cold (Uh) Bankroll so big, sh*t can't fold (Can't) Um, won't tell 'em folks nothin', I can't fold (On God) Uh-huh, we turn up his block with spraycos (Boom, boom, boom, boom) And take over you trap like Bankroll Uh, five lines in and I'm tryna pour eight more F**k n***a can't tell me where I can't go (Go) Sice fifteen I had a bankroll I had clips for this potato (Come on) Me and Slime takin' trips back-to-back to the max (Brrt), we have a meetin' with Diego (Shh) Uh, we havin' guns by the caseload (Boom, boom, boom) We got to walk with the barcode (Wock') Huh, hе sippin' green, he a weirdo (Huh) Um, and I'm sippin' Wocky, a red rosе (Wock', Wock') Know I drop that clear in a Faygo Taliban bust sh*t, then go lay low (Get 'em outta there) Get a n***a a** touched like PlayDoh Uh, park a big whip with this Draco We no hospital sh*t like Ksoo (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Havin' this sh*t, give a f**k if the bank closed Half of them n***as be showin' them switches ain't blowin' them b*t*hes to go fed (Goofy) If you get locked up, how you gon' play it? (Rookie) N***as ain't havin' no hats, that's what Coke said (What up?) He was hidin' inside, now his bro dead (B*t*h) I got a n***a a** touched, I ain't use my hand (Grrt) You know YRB step like a marchin' band (Look) You know Ginger tryna spin like he seen a fan (Yeah) I was eighteen when I seen a hundred bands (Racks) I ran off on the plug like that Ginger Bread (Ha) N***a, you a worker, b*t*h, you a middleman I'm a real-deal slime, I never show my hand (Nah) Bend through a hundred ten times, I'm damn near a millionaire (Racks) Send a lo' and I bet we'll get it there (Uh-huh) But my opps pu**y, they don't wanna take it there These f**k n***as jab, they know we ain't playin' far Put this b*t*h in the air with a hundred packs My opps pu**y, they hate with a hundred racks (Racks) I'm tryna step on n***as like a doormat (Come on) I'm tryna roll a opp in a throwback Uh, I tote big boy fire, no compact (Boom, boom, boom) Turn up your bity, they beg me to come back (Gang) Switch on the Glizzy, I'm ready for comeback (Gang) Keep two guns like I'm a Rolex Pull on her bone, she ain't have no track (Track) Got a curb on my thumb, I'm countin' more racks (Racks) B*t*h brought her friend, I'm sendin' more packs Gave me head in the car, she ain't rode in no Corvette B*t*h ate up the d**k like I was important (Uh-huh) Take off on the plug, I left him upset (Uh-huh) I'm sippin' Qua', I don't want no Tris I send 'em shots, I won't send no diss (F**k you thought?)
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