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Niggas envy and I know that they hate me
I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety
I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety

Lil' Dooney hit me up

even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane

Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
Ain't no question who about

you want me to sell this
Zones, Quaters, Halfs, Ki's
(Baby)
However they ask for it, Just give it to them Lil Weezy
(Lil Wayne)
I'm all for it

mustard I’m ballin’
I’m with my lil gang we gon’ turn up ok
Evil eyes on me they never blank ayy ayy
Pull up in a foreign
You know that I’m wit it you know

. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark
Playin' him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up

and that weird shit
Niggas gon fold depending what the deal is (RAT)
Like popopout no longer beside me (DAMN)
Mr. Dare a lil nigga try me
Missin my twin was

Shoot him down
That nigga been talking shit we had to leave him on the ground yeah
Prince kevin pon this
I'm loading up my rhyme book lil grey need

bitches I'm peeping they energy
I know they plotting they thinking bout ending me
Don't call me fam if you really ain't kin to me
I'm really him and you

These hoes they love to fuck on YG
Get to jumping on my dick Acrobatic hoe let my cock breathe, she wet like collard greens I told lil Shawty come be

a hit
Call me Mr. Put it on
Bitch I'm shittin' in a fit
Call me Mr. Barred up
Got shit on lock when I spit
It's big whooo?
It's big SE7EN lil' bitch
Call

Call him terry, that boy he a scary lil nigga
Like Tommy, bitch I'm trying to bury a nigga
Like I'm Ghost, yea we moving gas in the sprinter
And we

fat, that's from the doctor, NLE, that's my lil' partner (yeah)

Been breaking bitches, call me Moneybagg pimpin' (big Bagg)
Hit it, then skate, I

hands up in the air!
It's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call

some game lil' nigga
Soak up some game lil' nigga
Stay in your lane lil' nigga

Said I wouldn't pop and I did it
I just might run up a ticket
Tell

ya arteries,
These lil niggas don't want war with me, want no war with me
I'm a real street nigga, you can tell by how I talk
You can tell from my

All these people in my section
No, you can't hit this bottle bruh
You either, I don't know you

Woah
Back up, back up, back up
Back up lil b**** ,

they call that nigga FRE$H, I'm more than clean
I don't know know why my name be in they mouth, aine listerene
She was texting dry but it wasn't nothing

called my phone like
"Holla they sayin' Cassidy let Calicoe
Hear his rounds for you" i'm like
"So? Like that's gon' save him"
Well at the face off I was

Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I

and my children
Had to put the wide body on the Lamb' truck, it look sexy, call it "Mrs. Urus"
Fucked up playin' around, now I'm serious
I got

, stretch him
When we catch him, stretch him
Catch him, stretch him

Why they steady saying swipe done changed
I'm the same nigga
Book me for a show the price

you
We smashin' nigguhs by the hour
I'll send my dog to dog you, you're dog food
My son'll blam you for a
Half ounce of dog food

Yeah, that's my lil

Think it’s sweet with me
I don’t know why you even
Call yourself competin' with me
I don’t know why they keep mistakin'
Me for Mr t and shit he's a clown

on it
You looking you want it
Like Call Of Duty imma dome him
All of these bitches be shonin
And I never cared what a nigga say
This gun in my hand gone