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Ni-n***as wanna kick sh*t, like I kick sh*t
Ni-n***as wanna lick sh*t, like I lick sh*t
Free all my n***as, and free Pimp b*t*h
All you n***as talkin sh*t, yea we on some simp sh*t
Tw-two cops codeine what I sip b*t*h
When I walk with the squad we gon' see a limp b*t*h
Shoot a shoot with that Glock, no he don't film sh*t
Ridin' through my hood he gon' need a pass
Ridin' through the highway, leave it smelling like gas
See the diamonds on my wrist, look like a iPhone flash
in the dash, I know all ya'll n***as mad
Countin' up all of the cash, making these plays like [?]
Run up on me then you dumb
Hundred round in a hundred round drum
With my gang they don't go for nun, smokin' on gas its all in my lung
Stars on my roof, no its not night, sippin' on lean so i'm feeling alright
Sippin' on lean no ice, rings on my finger no I don't got no wife
I got a .30 no I don't wanna fight, flexin' yo b*t*h I might
Diamonds look like a night-light, look at the cash it's all in my eye sight
How you bring a knife to a gun fight?
That was too cold that I might get frostbite
With my bloods toting right, off of the lean goodnight
High as a kite, [?] yo mind a flight
I be with Sito [?]
Look at my choppa it was the same night
She say i'm nice, but i'm not polite
Choppa blow like a dynomite
With the gang we gon unite, n***as flexing off some IG likes
Whippin that sh*t i'ma [?]
Hoes on my phone, but I don't respond
Road runnin' lil b*t*h its a marathon
All ya b*t*hes like a nail salon
That b*t*h like me cause i'm cool, and we rock out with them tools
That n***a dropped out of school, f**k class and f**k you too
f**k hoes i'm not runnin' to you, get a bag then i'ma have it with you
n***as be broke they don't have an excuse, laughing at 12 like i'm faster than you
Smokin' on gas I won't pass it too you, you know me boy I don't know you
I'm with the guys, i'm with the crew, countin' up cake and the icing blue
Young n***a still rockin' True Religion, too myself I stand true
Cause I wake up and I know i'm that dude
Flashy lil n***a, pull up in the coup
Winter break [?]
Rappin' yo b*t*h I be getting to you
All my young n***as gon shoot, nobody shooting for you
n***as hating on me, but I didn't do this too you
n***as saying that i'm broke, but you know that its you
n***as be broke on the low, why would I hate on you
Ni-n***as wanna kick sh*t, like I kick sh*t
Ni-n***as wanna lick sh*t, like I lick sh*t
Free all my n***as, and free Pimp b*t*h
All you n***as talkin sh*t, yea we on some simp sh*t
Tw-two cops codeine what I sip b*t*h
When I walk with the squad we gon' see a limp b*t*h
Shoot a shoot with that Glock, no he don't film sh*t
Ridin' through my hood he gon' need a pass
Ridin' through the highway, leave it smelling like gas
See the diamonds on my wrist, look like a iPhone flash
in the dash, I know all ya'll n***as mad
Countin' up all of the cash, making these plays like [?]
Run up on me then you dumb
Hundred round in a hundred round drum
With my gang they don't go for nun, smokin' on gas its all in my lung
Stars on my roof, no its not night, sippin' on lean so i'm feeling alright
Sippin' on lean no ice, rings on my finger no I don't got no wife
I got a .30 no I don't wanna fight, flexin' yo b*t*h I might
Diamonds look like a night-light, look at the cash it's all in my eye sight
How you bring a knife to a gun fight?
That was too cold that I might get frostbite
With my bloods toting right, off of the lean goodnight
High as a kite, [?] yo mind a flight
I be with Sito [?]
Look at my choppa it was the same night
She say i'm nice, but i'm not polite
Choppa blow like a dynomite
With the gang we gon unite, n***as flexing off some IG likes
Whippin that sh*t i'ma [?]
Hoes on my phone, but I don't respond
Road runnin' lil b*t*h its a marathon
All ya b*t*hes like a nail salon
That b*t*h like me cause i'm cool, and we rock out with them tools
That n***a dropped out of school, f**k class and f**k you too
f**k hoes i'm not runnin' to you, get a bag then i'ma have it with you
n***as be broke they don't have an excuse, laughing at 12 like i'm faster than you
Smokin' on gas I won't pass it too you, you know me boy I don't know you
I'm with the guys, i'm with the crew, countin' up cake and the icing blue
Young n***a still rockin' True Religion, too myself I stand true
Cause I wake up and I know i'm that dude
Flashy lil n***a, pull up in the coup
Winter break [?]
Rappin' yo b*t*h I be getting to you
All my young n***as gon shoot, nobody shooting for you
n***as hating on me, but I didn't do this too you
n***as saying that i'm broke, but you know that its you
n***as be broke on the low, why would I hate on you
