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(DTB, that's a slap) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) And I got off the land, I ain't never did no scam 'Member me and my mans going half on a zip Pulled up on Lee and I showed him I had a brick Riding through the east with no tint on my whip It's just me and this blick, tryna pay up this rent Prayed for love and bought sticks, prayed for drugs and made flips It wasn't making sense I cooked so much raw in one month, it made me sick If I got in twelve, then I gave Casey six Every problem that I ?ver made done been fix?d Don't diss, it's a issue, when you see me, shoot your blick Get 'em killed Every dollar that I save gon' get spent We got switches on them glizzies, ain't no way that we can miss It ain't no way that we gon' miss We've been pa**ing her around, bro, ain't no way this ho your b*t*h I'll take a n***a's sh*t like ain't no way, this ain't your sh*t He want a versey for a band, hell nah, that ain't no chips I've been on my healthy sh*t, I'm eating veggies and I'm drinking smoothies Nothing 'bout me fake, b*t*h, I'm 200, ain't no seeing through me Lazy with them texts, when they pop up, have your b*t*h read it to me I got real respect for all the hoes, you n***as be the groupies Strictly only 'Woods what I inhale, nah, I won't hit the pape' Nah, n***a, I can't hit your paper, I just get the pape' My b*t*h ain't cook no grubby-grub for me, for you, no d**k today Done pouring this soda, just might drop a four in lemonade Yeah, it's Mufasa, but I'm like Scar, I'm with the hyenas I can tell you n***as really hoes, how I'm a mind reader? If I stand on all these bandy-bands, I'll be a sightseer Damn, you n***as diss was hella weak and y'all ain't rhyme either, n***a, on the gang Ayy, ayy, I don't do no dissing on no 'net, you know that's ho sh*t I can count a quarter million cash and don't lose focus N***as hate me in my city 'cause I'm having motion They ain't f**king with that n***a 'cause they heard he bogus I ain't piecing up on sh*t, I cop the load and get that sh*t gone I hit up my jeweler, told him that I need the big stones I went AP, that sixty-five look like a brick Pull up SRT and when we sliding we won't miss Send a hit Like a lotto, we gon' scratch him off the list I've been going crazy, having models at the crib I got hollows in the SIG She gon' swallow all my kids They wonder how I did it, I got it all off the risk
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