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but I bust it
And all these bitches come my way, you know I really love it
And me and Low been cooking up, yeah, shout out, that's my cousin
Cook it

I'm bout to hit Diamond, made the call to Pulu
Shouts out to my Homegirl Blondie, yeah she look like New-New
We take the work and make it disappear,

preyed
On a good man
Who raised him
He was wanted by the ops
And when they came through to Sweep
They get four up in ya house
Mask on
Gloves out
Who's home

Pop out to the party you know we gon cut up
Lil hoe slurping good on her knees ima sucker
Better eat the nut yo cause I'm that motherfucker
She ate it

just gonna shout out
What you wanna say now
But kid thats just not how it works
You gonna stand up to this big ass man
You gotta knock em out first
Thats

blues and blondes, every drop a Nazi
Spittin' like a lisp on every single disc
Shout out to all the fuckin' fans who just copped a copy
Yeah, treat

Somewhat traditional
Tryna score no super bowl
Want my teeth painted gold Imma go and hit up Scotty
I'm chasing after bags to get rich shout out to Roddy
I'm

Uh
Bitch
(Laughs)
All these niggas talking stupid shit, i don't even know why tho
Shout out to my vros
Me and my niggas on go
All of you niggas some

trophy
Imma let the beat slap shout out big stoney
She in the middle of the club tryna' kiss on me
And I was like alright
We could do it all night
You

look kinda sus
Where you from, you sound Capanese
Tryna put em on Trapanese
Just for a lil fee
Give the block a tight hug
Like it's understanding me

that life ain't fair
Sippin Rozay like I'm Rick Ross shout out all the pears
Vizene all my diamonds yea these shits is crystal clear
Eat lil shorty pussy

the wheezing
Don't get too comfortable
Shout out to Weezy
If I smell come ups
You know that I'm eating
250 plus bitch and my bars
Like My features
Aye
I be

working, verses made by choice
I'm choosin' you, my younger bus rider
Tough and dying from the heat, leaking on the street
I know you're dirty on Kirby, but

but shout out to my cousins
There ain't no real justice
Why do they keep on speaking nonsense
Nah, there ain't no real justice
Tryna build an empire

Don't remember that shit
Big shout out to Eames Drive tho
Yo Fredo we love you cuh'
Yo Rest In Peace
Big Curt from The Vinyard man
Ah man Five-Trey all

by your collar bruh
I'm a lil water gun and a 50 caliber
Sword out yah heart and call it Excalibur
Hit a few others, they nothin but collateral
Holy

go and hire those bitches
Shout out my mom and my dad and anyone else who puts up with my ass
I don't fall for tricks like they're ugly, I'm shallow I

got on this fucking beat
Trapping in 6, Zone 6
Shout out Young Nudy
Hit you in yo booty, you bitch is fucking moody
She was tryna go now, cause she want

play pretend
10 thousand dollar camera with a dirty lense
Always had the juice
Proof I don't need a cleanse
Lil bro on my left, stood right by me for

why shawty wanna fuck, with the rawest
That's why shawty wanna fuck, with the rawest
Niggas been knowing Riot Hill
Shout out my nigga Uncle Phil
Big

Pulled up with a AP, with my lil baby
In the new Mercedes, I don't drive
I'm too lazy
Highest in the room, shout out Travis for the shrooms
If I die

raise me that's kind of a bummer I needed a figure in place of a father
I'm finally grown turned into a man I had a Lil guidance so shout out my mama
I'm

kill it like I'm totin’ TEC
Yeah, I'm crazy, lunatic, shinin’ like I'm Riky Rick
Shout-out right to Dizzy Slick, they call me the Dean of pricks
Never

only fitness
Shout out to 40 dev and tav I can jus call em when I need em
Milton DWat and James you fuck wit em I'ma beat em aye
Trell that's my brother