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I can't lack in these streets gotta stay aware
Niggas ain't got no soul they ain't playing fair
Keep that mothafucking sucka shit over there
Yeah I am one of a kind, I am very rare
I got strong shit it going for three a piece
Show you how to get racks yeah the recipe
Better keep you a switch when you on the East
If I ain't got the fire, he get over beat
Everybody gonna eat, oui Bon Appétit
Shoot you right in the face, I ain't gotta sneak
I been lifting some weights so I'm fucking weak

We done trapped out the spot had to break a lease
I be paying 500 for DRT's, I be selling these bags in some purple jeans
With a bad 'lil vibe and her hair is green, I'm the king of this shit I'ma reign supreme
Yeah
Better keep you a blick and be about that action
Better check on your car just in case of trackers
Better get off your ass and make something happen
I be beastin, these niggas you know I'm Shaq'in
With them loodthirsty killas I stay attacking
All these carrots on me I should buy a rabbit
Yeah you know I stay low, I don't trust these maggots
It ain't nothing but racks in this Louie baggage
It ain't nothing but P's in this Fendi baggage
I been running up these racks I done got a calice
I been making these songs cause I got some talent
Yeah I'm good and I'm evil, I'm well balanced
Met a bitch out in Cali, she love my accent
With my white boy from Humbe, he doing acid
If you play with my family, you know I'm crashing
In this motherfucking CH, you know I'm dashing
And these police be some bitches, they stay harassing
I paid 15k just for these Carti glasses, I like all of my vibes with these tits and asses
When the party get brighter, you know I'm smashing
I be saving up racks yeah I got a stash, and if you go against us then we gotta whack him
Where I'm from niggas cross you just like a baptist

I can't lack in these streets gotta stay aware
Niggas ain't got no soul they ain't playing fair
Keep that mothafucking sucka shit over there
Yeah I am one of a kind, I am very rare
I got strong shit it going for three a piece
Show you how to get racks yeah the recipe
Better keep you a switch when you on the East
If I ain't got the fire, he get over beat
Everybody gonna eat, oui Bon Appétit
Shoot you right in the face, I ain't gotta sneak
I been lifting some weights so I'm fucking weak
We done trapped out the spot had to break a lease

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