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the women at
Niggas need to get they head out the gutter
If you still got your mom and pops you better tell em you love em
That's what I'm stacking for

won't give it to you
Til you're going insane

No name
Grown man
Tell em not to cross
But they play
Quick time
Follow prompts on the screen
Incredible

widdit
I gotta couple goers that’ll roll with me

Gotta I tell’em go stu widdit
Go stupid
Lean off the hennessey
Get into it, yeah

Beast boy, catch me

level 
And now you all in trouble 
I’m out here bustin’ Bubbles
Yeah boy this boss biz
Tartare that raw shit
Just raw spit, got em like “aw shit!”
So

privilege/tell me it dat juicebox damn wat is it/say not tricking but a N**** gon spend it/Damn man dis B*** p-p-p-p pimpin

Ain't got time to be fuckin' with you niggas
Gonna shoot up the party so I can roll with the bitches
I heard you went from gangsta to snitchin
Tell

trippin 
I’m popping tags yall be sneak dissing 
Tell em pimpin we be on a mission
This for the fam we go bring it home 
Im 23 when im in a zone 
You know

waist, he think I'm vegan
My man got the beef, he messing up my diet
Giving bitches the business
Ion tell 'em my business
Got one lil hoe, now you think

understand it
It's like I'm mumbling in Spanish
It's like I'm talking to myself
It's like I'm from another planet
Had to rock em like a hammock
Put em to sleep

Francois:
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boy
You is not this
I tell em' smoke some
Weed with a motherfucking
Hot bitch
If you got some ass
Then babygirl better drop it
If you got some cash
Then

the loud noise (yeah)
We black outlaws, opposite of the Proud Boys
Comin' on horseback, mission to bring the boss back (mh)
Came to kill shit, tell 'em

jewelry boy

It's me and you
Hold up let me tell my story
Last year I was broke and ain't have shit
Now I'm having more rings than Robert Horry
They

the heat and look  
Come on give me just what you got  
Nigga I'll go right off the brain 
Tech said sick em then Thug I'm off that chain 
Better know me

N-None of these Niggas be steppin'
I catch'em lackin' get beat with the weapon 
I lay'um down with the Wesson 
Speaking on me imma send'um to heaven 
Nigga

mad I got me a bag now he want the smoke but he not a thug
Done made me a Killin by pimpin these bitches and scammin these niggas and sellin these drugs

on give me just what you got
Nigga Ill go right off the brain
Tech said sick em then Thug Im off that chain
Better know me like I been gone uh
I say im

talk down that's when we shoot
Catch em in traffic my niggas get active
We dropping they top, I thought it was they coup
Four doors, make those swerve

Yeah
I am the freshest when I walk up in it
All of my niggas with me in attendance
Give me a year imma buy em all pendants
This only the start yeah

Been doing this by myself 
Tell myself I need you and no one else 
Shorties used to pull the joker card 
Now it’s poker face when cards are dealt 
Niggas

boys, they might shoot back at the red dawgs (oh)
I tell 'em plot plans, strategize, organize (yeah)
Immobilize a secret army and stay unified

How we

You niggas be foxin
My niggas gone spot 'em
I swear that boy finished
(I swear that boy finished)

You're artificial
You niggas gone copy
You bitch she

fire lanterns (bling)
Pour the crown royal kings in my 
circle like lion gathering (king)
Caught a dozen eyes a womanizer
You can't be mad at em (nah)
In

hit em with the meatball
And I wouldn't be lying to ya if I told ya I'm a dawggy
3 things I know in life and that's pimpin' Doggin' and Hoggin'
Tax it