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Free El Chapo
F**k your b***h get a bag from her then I never call her
Now she trippin' goin' crazy n***a tell her let up off us
OGs see me comin' through and they say That's a baller
That's that n***a really started from the bottom really in that order
Make a call bring them plans down
Smokin' loud like surround sound
N***as wanna come around now
'Cause they know that Meek Milly got the crown now
Put my mask on put the crown down
Tell 'em turn up
When it come to action n***as ride with me
Screamin' murder
N***as fallin' off b***hes fallin' through
Callin' plays like an audible
Get that money what you oughta do
Need a plug I can make a call or two
Put you on n***a put you on I can put you on
What you doin' n***a what you doin' n***a what you doin'
Get the bag but I'm way triller
You around 'cause you paid n***as
In the dark really spray n***as
When we run into you we ain't playin' with you
Meek put a rapper on CNN
N***as said I wouldn't eat again
I just counted 5 mil' in cash
I'm a real n***a they won't see again
Pray to my God we don't go to the feds
We don't go to the feds
I pray all that money don't go to my head
Don't go to my head
I pray on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed
When I'm goin' to bed
Now pray for the suckas that wanted me dead
'Cause all of 'em dead F**k 'em
People locked me put them chains on me
Wonder why I got these chains on me
Audemars I got a Range on me
S**t a hundred thousand ain't a thing to me
What's your range homie This another level
Flood the Rollie get another bezel
She don't dig me get another shovel
Go and get the money we don't ever settle
Went to jail came back home then I got rich d**n
Went to jail again then I came home then I got Nick d**n
N***as prayin' that I go to jail again so they can pop s**t d**n
Only trap n***a doin' real numbers spittin' hot s**t
N***as hatin' 'cause my numbers down what'd you do 50
20 somethin' I did 250
MAC 11 hit you 20 times now you Harlem Shaking like you Diddy
Pop n***as spittin' melodies when it's really nothin' they can do with me
Ballin' on 'em ain't new to me f**kin' b***hes ain't new to me
Summers summers
10 summers I've been at the tempo like I'm Mustard
At the Grammys with the hustlers
With the trappers you a busta
Spillin' lean on the red carpet
Phone tapped I hear the feds talkin'
Still trappin' out the bando
Moonwalkin' on that d**n marble
Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin'
Ballin' on 'em like I'm James Harden
I don't drive it if it ain't foreign
I don't f**k it if it ain't foreign
Still eatin' and I ain't tourin' n***a gettin' it
Got that ladder with me with the 33 I'm Scottie Pippen it
Pray to my God we don't go to the feds
We don't go to the feds
I pray all that money don't go to my head
Don't go to my head
I pray on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed
When I'm goin' to bed
Now pray for the suckas that wanted me dead
'Cause all of 'em dead F**k 'em
Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin'
Ballin' on 'em like I'm James Harden
I don't drive it if it ain't foreign
I don't f**k it if it ain't foreign
Still eatin' and I ain't tourin' n***a gettin' it
Got that ladder with me with the 33 I'm Scottie Pippen it