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Uh, uh, ooh
Lil' nigga on top like a motherfucking addict
And I just put ice on my Patek
You know I been stacking
Uh, uh, lead that
L462 gang
Love from my brothers

Lil' nigga on top like a motherfucking addict
And I just put ice on my Patek
You know I been stacking
24 funk 'cause these shits'll get tragic
I named my Glock magic
'Cause it'll make you vanish
I'm all bout my pesos, I'm Spanish
This TEC'll do damage
So get out the way, I go savage
This chop like a camera, 'cause this bitch a cannon
And it ain't Carmax so just watch where you standing
Ploting like Lester but you know I seen that shit coming
Huh, hold up, wait
Friday night lights with the way we got them guards drumming
Huh, hold up, wait
Money on money, you know I got my niggas thumbing
Huh, hold up, wait
Remember they hated but every time I dropped some music
Them niggas, they bump it, now
These niggas, they broke as a bitch
Tryna be but a bitch
Nigga you and yo' mama's a bitch
Hoe 'bout my commas
Lil' nigga been up on my commas
You went to the drama and shit
Niggas been sleeping but they tryna take off pajamas
'Cause they see I'm popping lil' bitch
My niggas like kitchen workers
'Cause my niggas like sweeping and mopping and wetting up strips

You know I got bands on me
And I walked in this bitch with a couple of fans on me
And I'm hot like some pans on me
And I trap out where ever so know I got grams on me
And a thot with her hands on me

'Cause she see I got money, got rubbing her pants on me
And them hollows gon' hit 'em from front and back
Making sandwich and hands but the jam on me
Creep down his block and my niggas gon' spin it, spin it, spin it, spin it again
When I lose cool my momma always try fixing me up
And then drilling me in
Ever go broke then it's back to the trenches
Then try use that 40 start killing again
Took a few losses but you know I'm back on my feet
Had to get to that Spanish again
We running his pockets like pat-down
Got this 40 won't rush so no smackdown
I got money so niggas can't laugh now
I ain't remember I used to be assed out
I'm smoking on pressure I'm gassed out
Remember I started rapping was trashed out
Now I know I'm a dog with the pack now
You niggas is pussy like cats now

You know I got bands on me
And I walked in this bitch with a couple of fans on me
And I'm hot like some pans on me
And I trap out where ever so know I got grams on me
And a thot with her hands on me

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