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Wanna roll with my people motherfucker better be ready to bang with us
They ain't let him in the club with shawty lil nigga wanna say he came with us

that
Told em 777 bitch
I'm my own god nigga make my own job
Nigga fuck religion I'm in heaven, lil bitch
Say I'm crazy but you praising angels
That you

on their fuckin' knees
I got hella money in my pocket, you cannot go fuck with me
Lil Mop, I cannot fuck with your bullshit
Run up on this bitch and I swear

Taking my time lil bitch I'm in pace 
Ain't no fake nigga can smile in my face 
Do something funny bitch I'll catch a case
Swear u got loud but u

fishes
I want bread buttered & biscuit's
I will chase every dog
Hand fed by all these bitches
Like a sloth laid up
Squirrel girl on my nuts
Spiderman in

skunk
Head trapper in my section just lend me a load
I can get it if you need it my pockets on swole
Bad bitch riding with me with her neck on froze
My

Got so used to these fuck boys
A real nigga got 'em in an uproar
Inconspicuous with my magic tricks
Stay super low act like an average bitch
But she

was fresh out of bricks (yeah)
Cop it in Miami at the Best west' by the strip (brr)
Your bitch hit my phone, and she don't want nothin' specific
Hoes

buss’n
(Bow bow bow)
I’m lit in the party
Dussé and perky's (Dussé)
She drop it back like a QB (Brady Brady)
I got a problem
Hype like Minaj
I love my lil

mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up (oh well)

(Lil Uzi!)
Yeah, no cake
In your pockets, no cake
In your

Nieman's and spend a K today (on god)
No more cash in my pocket, I'm in the safe today (oh yeah)
No I'm not Tay k lil bitch I did the race today (Damn)
No

found out what you did I can't mess with her now
I'll be walking with my head down but my head on
Better be lucky you wasn't in my home I already told you

Trill
Pour'd a 4 up in my cup
Yo bitch wanna fuck can't you tell the way she look
Uhhh im a muthufucken boss
Can't you tell by the way i floss
I be

Remember you can lose the hoe the same way you got her
And if I ever had her once, then I can get her out of pocket
Look, you put it in my pocket, you ain't

lil ass up
I walked in heard dawg talkin but I give not a fuck
Dreads in my head but my pockets they knotted up
I told my lil bitch I'm off a perc I

Getting fat with cake
I always want more
Saw my opp, I grabbed him by his neck
He said "hold on, hold on"
Catch me and Lil' PESO burning fuel all over

champagne, all my diamonds bling bling
I be blingin', my pockets got a knot, your shit be jinglin'
All my shoes be deadstock, I stick a sock in your opinion

Ooh
In the plane
Going back to the Chi
Just left New York

Flying so high
Plane blowing clouds
I can't see the ground
Made it out my mama house

It's bound by chains and torn apart
We left the memories
When am I gone have my chance
To make this me and you
My left and right my ride or die
Make you

one ooooh
I know just what I came to do
Ain't nobody stopping you
Show them all what you can do
Ain't got a dollar in my pocket
I don't how I'ma make it

painted like Manson
Get off my ass
I can't be no cancer
Put it in this work
Like my name is Prancer
Get a lil jiggy
But I'm not a dancer
Uhh
Put in some

Two lil zips don’t wanna buy 'em
Next time he walk up in my trap
I'ma get a young nigga, go get a nigga
Find him

Need the whole thing when I'm buyin'

benefits shit
In the boulevard, hangin' with the menace hittin' licks
Baby, yeah I'm alright, I'm on my Kendrick spittin' shit
I ain't ever falling off, imma

Way
At my job I ran with four bands in my pocket, orale
Chola shawty walk with me yeah
She keep the 9 and 5
No day shifts shawty
I work 5p to 9
Just