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like 10 more bangers
Wit Unc on the porch hangin
Caught up in mix I just can't resist Ma said not to force changes
Knew she in the gym workin on them

to Texas, straight diamonds skip the gold
Great timing don't miss the goal
You talking to Mista chose
Shawty you gone ride? Stick by my side
You gone be Mrs.

hidin' and whinin'... ‘cause my beama's be blindin'
[Ya] gettin' robbed by Da Triple G mob
‘Cause crime pays,
Quit ya bitchin, [Now] ya snitchin
Now I

elses level
Petal to the metal, soaring while I’m floorin’ it
In my own lane, make it up as I’m explorin’ it
Cause they talk bout you whether they wit you

I switched it up

If you don't know, by now you won't know
Say they will but won't though, all my niggas his front row
Yeah, believe I'm a champ when

them niggas on you
That's why I like my joints out of the mix , shy in they flicks
Ain't wit all that popular shit / she posh with her shit
Really should

store pick up- make sure i fit um 
Never want a mix up i cant get up wit the mixing
you bitches play your part like a motherfucking vixen 
check your

Paper by the loose leaf
Nigga wanna copy that


Out the mud shit dirty can't wash it T the laundromat

You told on yo homie
You a rat I can't rock with

blessings til I die, Smith and Wesson .45
Got some packs in my ride, in the trap I'm alright

Trappin out the dungeon, mix these beats up by the dozen
I'm

can show you how to get 
But can they teach you how to keep
Feel like I seen it all 
But I wanna see more 
I been balling by myself 
Now she keep

a kity, city wide mix, got my licks, and the publishing
why you think I'm yellin, even do it acaplla, ya fella got go, with this slow, flow, motion
kraft

Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint

Straight flossin on you nigs
Slab with the droptop ballin in the mix

this ride
You can never get her back
I got 2 chains swinging
Mix the VVS with baguettes
I been gone for awhile
And they just tryna see what's next

Take

n***a sharp shooters they cloesed eye they don't need an aim and I'm a young Og n***a yea I been had stain 

They took lil acklin from me now I ride wit

my girl smash like mash potatoes
I tell ha I like da way she ride
Cuz she stay turnt fa ever be by her side
OT$ I died and came back
Tried to warn

I'm sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow
I'll make the whole bottle hollow, what a ride!
Rollin' wit' a open container, and one in