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Mm-mm (That's some Krishtall) Uh, uh Ayy, yeah (Lizgin got this beat) Say, bitch, I'm a menace, a robber, whatever you call it, I gotta get guala Comin' from poverty, setting up robberies, since a young n***a, them bitches wan' bother me Wanted a knife so bad, I fell on my ass, got up, put my feet on the throttle I was fucked up, dreamin' how I'ma pop it Whenever I'm up, look at that, perfect timing All that ice on came from grindin' Mind of a menace, I lose it, I'm robbin' I think my pockets big, both of 'em got it I'm onto bustin', no playing, no arguing Strapped up outta state, switches in Cali' You know we slidin' with sticks in Miami I got them blickies when I'm out in Dallas Atlanta-ass ho when I'm chillin' in Blytheville Came up from nothing, I know my people proud of me I used to trap out the house sellin' half a G Now I got grocery bags like Kroger, these n***as hatin', I don't even know 'em Right when they think I'm a ho, I'ma show some' Hop out in foursome, destined to blow some' I come from robbery, who can I blame? Coming from nothin' made the young n***a grow up Just ran through one, two, three, four checks Tryna find what I'ma cop with the next one You know it's shaken, I check, might tell you my next, but now I pop out with my best one You know I stand what I bang, stand on what I claim, finna print that shit on my bezel I ain't did shit, guessing you not a stepper Pulled up the Hellcat, left in a Sprinter (Aight, look) Woke up this morning, my pistol on side of me Gotta be dreamin', I'm thinking 'bout bodies Boduh was forty, I'm rollin' exotic, I cut the ho off, I can't fix all your body I gave 'em chance and chance to get in the front, somehow they still ended behind me I need a chime, let me hit up the barber Play in this chop, I'ma give you a lining Criss-cross, sit down, empty your pockets Shiesty, he move, put the 9 on his noggin I done came up, ho callin' me cocky I ain't changed shit but my teeth and these watches Puff-puff, pass 'em, 'za in the 'Wood Just made 20K sittin' in my hood Big-ass choppa, go 'head, do it Might get away, but I'm coming back to it Ayy Hit the club about five in the A with my n***as Boy, you not a gangster, you n***as pretenders ('Tenders) Tough on the block, we got 'bows in the spot If you want it, come shop, hit up Cootie, he send 'em (On God) Sixteen, he a menace, rapping, got plenty Just hit the mall, poppin' shit up in Lenox Post on a block, tell a fuck n***a, "Spin it" Don Dada my slime, do the blitz if I send him Where a young n***a poppin' his shit from the trenches Grew up where we had to go out and get it Life was a bitch, I ain't never had shit, now I'm sittin' back chillin', plottin' on a million I want 'em racks, mom dukes in a Bentley Two brothers, stack C, gotta change how I'm livin' Drank in my cup, this shit fuck with my kidneys 1200, 1K, I'ma step 'til I'm finished (Yeah) Say, bitch, I'm a menace, a robber, whatever you call it, I gotta get guala Comin' from poverty, setting up robberies, since a young n***a, them bitches wan' bother me Wanted a knife so bad, I fell on my ass, got up, put my feet on the throttle I was fucked up, dreamin' how I'ma pop it Whenever I'm up, look at that, perfect timing All that ice on came from grindin' Mind of a menace, I lose it, I'm robbin' I think my pockets big, both of 'em got it I'm onto bustin', no playing, no arguing Strapped up outta state, switches in Cali' You know we slidin' with sticks in Miami I got them blickies when I'm out in Dallas Atlanta-ass ho when I'm chillin' in Blytheville
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