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What? What? What? I'm a real street n***a, baby, f**k with me, yeah (What? What?) Whack a n***a's mammy, talk 'bout playing with my family I sell dope just like my daddy, and still use hoes for they addys Locking off these Addies, I'ma try to send 'em where my granny stay On Lily May, I'ma try to put one in the dirt today Broad day, make them pop out on you with the chicken plates Pick a date, time or place, we gon' see you out High speed on the e-way, make sure Fat Boy throw the yeeky out Y'all was doing straight, hiding that hate 'til it start leaking out Gas station, I'm tryna steal a J so I'm pa**ing testers out Bag waiting, go ahead and spank him if you see him out Big hater, we can't even graz? him, he don't leave his hous? I don't speak no lies inside my rhymes, like I got Jesus mouth T-shirt came in wrinkled, I'm iron it, I'ma starch it I'ma mark it and then leave some extra, make it how you want it, n***a I'ma spend my whole label check buying Fendi Dog food, you know that I keep that dog with me Good gas, tryna spread that bag through the city I'm a real street n***a, baby, f**k with me Ten thousand cash for some a** and some t**ties One thousand bags, half grams, all fifties These designer drugs, so my water not dripping I'm a real street n***a, baby, f**k with me (Yeah, look, uh) I'ma spend my whole label check buying Louis (Yeah) Boss n***a, b*t*h, I been flexin', ain't nothing to it I just copped the Rolls Royce and parked it in the hood I got that 2018 Maybach, that b*t*h trimmed in wood You ain't making no noise, like my Rolls Royce We be throwing shots, y'all be throwing darts Bring out that GT, man, that b*t*h look like a lone shark Bring out them VVs, make them do they homework This sh*t here 'round my wrist, I got this off one verse I ain't no dog, but my dawg, he got Vicked, n***a, I ain't perpin' If you ain't talkin' 'bout a meal ticket, we ain't conversing We put opp n***as into hearses, I'm so serious I'ma spend my whole label check buying Fendi Dog food, you know that I keep that dog with me Good gas, tryna spread that bag through the city I'm a real street n***a, baby, f**k with me Ten thousand cash for some a** and some t**ties One thousand bags, half grams, all fifties These designer drugs, so my water not dripping I'm a real street n***a, baby, f**k with me, yeah, yeah
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