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(Yung Brando b*t*h) b*t*h Go and snatch me a body, the jury can't prove n***a lying about his rank, I already knew Really do what I rap about, you cap in your music Gotta keep this sh*t tight, move too slow, you gon' lose it I ain't new to this sh*t, b*t*h I'm true to this sh*t We was just in a loft getting high den' a b*t*h I ain't trusting no hoes, I'm just selling [?] Got a Glock with a drum, this ain't no ruler clip And just like a rabbit she hop on my d**k All these chains on my body, call it solar eclipse I just pulled up in that new-new, that SRT whip Catch me at the bank and I'm counting my chips Do not treat me like average, I'm not one of them Slide on a opp, beat the case, that n***a in the wind Aye, I drop a hoe just like Gwen (Stacy) Weren't with it, that b*t*h just pretending I'm getting bands, no I can't be no faker Your hoe keep calling me, want me to save her I move with the alphas, you stuck with the betas If it's up to me then these n***as won't make it Quit hitting my cell if it ain't about some paper We'll spin your block now, nah we ain't waiting for later He say he ain't snitch but his name on the paper He went to police, he was making them statements I'm up in communities, know that they gated Real street n***a, I still trap out the vacant Imma keep this sh*t secretive like a Freemason Got hit with them hot boy what was you thinking And I'm going up, you see how they treat me Michael Jackson, I told your hoe to beat it Don't take it personal cuz I ain't just anyone You know that I put this sh*t on and I put it down I sip that cup too much, you know I can't put it down I smoke me a opp, now I'm rocking his fitted cap Smoking on za now he think that he Shawty now I tee up the function, finna f**k on a model now What happen to bro, look at me, I don't know Baby that n***a got hit with a solar flare I f**k on your boo thing, you don't wanna come in here Theres goons in the trap and you know we got guns in here Slide in the club and you know I brought my gun in here Blue hundreds, bet you thought I was Gunna dem' My pockets on swole, she thought I was Big pun and dem' Pull up to your block, I'm gunning everyone of them Go and snatch me a body, the jury can't prove n***a lying about his rank, I already knew Really do what I rap about, you cap in your music Gotta keep this sh*t tight, move too slow, you gon' lose it I ain't new to this sh*t, b*t*h I'm true to this sh*t We was just in a loft getting high den' a b*t*h I ain't trusting no hoes, I'm just selling [?] Got a Glock with a drum, this ain't no ruler clip And just like a rabbit she hop on my d**k All these chains on my body, call it solar eclipse I just pulled up in that new-new, that SRT whip Catch me at the bank and I'm counting my chips Do not treat me like average, I'm not one of them Slide on a opp, beat the case, that n***a in the wind Aye, I drop a hoe just like Gwen (Stacy) Weren't with it, that b*t*h just pretending I'm getting bands, no I can't be no faker Your hoe keep calling me, want me to save her I move with the alphas, you stuck with the betas If it's up to me then these n***as won't make it Quit hitting my cell if it ain't about some paper We'll spin your block now, nah we ain't waiting for later He say he ain't snitch but his name on the paper He went to police, he was making them statements I'm up in communities, know that they gated Real street n***a, I still trap out the vacant Imma keep this sh*t secretive like a Freemason Got hit with them hot boy what was you thinking And I'm going up, you see how they treat me Michael Jackson, I told your hoe to beat it
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