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Let's get 'em
Let's get 'em, let's fucking get 'em
6ix and Dizzy Wright motherfucker
So this goes out to the bitches
Who never realized I got a love

is gems all around me
Bad bitches
I am not the homie
Bet I shoot my shot
Like I’m 23
Only words she know
Te amo papi
When I slide right by
I plan

Yea yea yea yea yea
This girl wants some money
I told lil mama get back
Got racks
Stacks
Packs
Bitches in the back
Shaking ass
Like that
It’s rone

Restoring all the innocence look,
So let me rap!
And ayo
You bitches better breeze or freeze by when I say so
Pillsbury cake flows sweeter than like eight

bitches I had to avoid
Chasin’ a bag I feel like I’m Floyd
I’m takin’ off I had to deploy
I got the sauce I ain't talkin' bout soy
Stackin’ these chips

On the yacht with two bitches they be doing shots
Menace in the speaker, everything go nuts
Four bottles down they be shaking their butts
Next

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Snitches get stiches, real niggas get paid
Bitches catch feelings, lil niggas catch fades
Late night shootouts, wrong way on one

You niggas gone hate you turned your back on me
Turned your back on me, You turned your back on me
You bitches gone hate you turned your back on me

Mein Rap ist omnipresent, Kid ich bin unerreichbar
Bitches hängen an mir wie mein Magnum- Pistolenhalfter
Ja sie machen Druck wie'n Kompressor System

Yeah
Yeah I 
Yeah I do what I want and you bitches can't tell me shit
Bitches can't make me quit
Buy a Wraith and a Rari whenever my bands come in

Money in the bank
All hunnits, big blues nigga (Cash)
Bad bitches and mad bottles
Yeah that's the mood nigga
Big steppa, get bitches wetter than a jacuuz

Red Rarris blue Maseratis
Bitches fillin' up my parties
Got my eye on this one lil shawty
Soon as she me she drop her panties
Killers on the street
I

forever
Ex bitch changed up when she left me yeah know she gone forever
These bitches change like the weather hit from the back 
She can't handle

Just caught me a play 
Shout out my agent 
Trapped out of houses 
Them bitches was vacant
In love wit the money I'm makin 
That I'm chasing  

I stay

Roli on my wrist, give them bitches with
Countin' stacks flippin' bricks I'm not playin'

Roli on my wrist, give them bitches with
Countin' stacks

Please don't get these hoes up off me 

I just wanna do what I wanna 
Make some money smoke some marijuana 
Bitches with the bullshit and the drama

know it
With all this money see 'em looking but they can't find, tell her 
She bad and she bad and she bad and she bad
And out of all these model bitches

ouu
God damn
This aint watchu thought
God. Daaamn
Bitches wanna see me
Daaamn
Niggas wanna be me
Aaand
These niggas dont know that these bitches dont

bentleys in driveways
Threw a party and these bitches naked
Spend 10k on a date on a weekend
All these cookie be hittin so different
I’m so different I be

song
To play at the club
Got the world on my shoulders and 
It's heavy as fuck
How these niggas judgin bitches
Cause she won't give it up
And how these

fuck it up)
Niggas be livin' too reckless tryna' get power and sex (true dat)
Bitches don't want no protection when they hop on the erection (tragic)

trust these bitches they the type to get you lined, yeah
Count up with them killas tell my momma i’ll be fine, yeah
I be gettin faded still can't get you

Remember wishing I could do more
Up in these streets going too hard 
Extended my clip that bitch too large
Pimping these bitches like Too Short 
Told

Left and right, niggas fake left and right
Left and right, bitches fake left and right
Left and right, 5-0 waiting left and right
Left and right,