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I fell in love with them commas I blow that bag. I don't count it. Pyrex fashion. I got that drip off the corner. I got that drip off the counter. Bitch, what's hannen'? Back door cutthroat business, Street niggas in designer. Jumped on the scale and with digital jumped off the plane changed the climate.

Still in the club with my snipe still in the cut with my pipe. Still the type nigga get the shit done, you ain't gotta ask twice. Bent the corner. We ain't even lookin for em. We gon' hit everybody. Put a bag on your head. Put a bag on my bitch. Got her fresher than everybody. They try to leave me for dead, but I climbed out the grave. Fresh to death on everybody. & Now they got to live by it. You ain't outside, if you ain't hear about me. They tried to ride on the wave, I put a thot in her place, I smoke a opp to the face, I'm on that block where they swap out them choppas for K's. Can't walk on that block unless it raised you. I was just down bad. Had to get off my ass. Now the Ace come out by the caseload. No cap. You the type of call a nigga big bro tryna get to his bag.I'm the type to get him clapped. I put my city on back, then I put my city on plasmas. I did this shit off the wax, I got this shit out the gravel. Lying in your songs. Asking why they never listen? Cause it never happened. Lil nigga get active. Remember skipping class. 14, we was trapping.

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These Niggas gotta be playin. These Niggas cannot be thinking like we are like one in the same. Hoe I feel like that nigga on baby. Ain't no nigga can say that he made me. I don't care how many times you gave the pussy away cause I ain't been the dummy to claim it. Bitch foreign, but the pussy local, wanna slide, gotta sell your soul to the gang. Jit toting on an iron, he gone let it fly, he don't even know how to aim. Just jumped on a flight, made 30 racks I ain't even jumped off the plane. Trenches caught a nigga lacking just the other day but Ima still thug in these chains. Most niggas die with they fire on em bout who gon be first one to flame it. Nigga try? Bust his top, smoke exotic, now that boy the newest strain. Back and forth with a bitch. That shit that you gon do. But it's the shit I can't. Real niggas fuck with me, bad bitches flock to me. That's why you hate. Know a bitch who a slime out the whole gang, Telfar in exchange. Chicken's jumping out the coop, bustin out the roof. Bought it off a brand new plate. Turnt the city up all summer. Now it's time for a brand new location.

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