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I throw up fours and I slide
Most of these niggas ain't willing to die
I sell a P of the Za
These ain't no birds I let them fly
I put them sticks in the spot
This ain't no lick
I'm the one twisting the plot
Pointers in my ear
Mufuckas hitting
And I listen a lot
I change gears I ain't got no fear when I leave my house
A lot diamonds on my wrist I bussed the Cuban this shit getting crowded
A lot choppas in my back seat put em in the trunk that shit was getting crowded
I been trapping out the penthouse
This shit private
I don't do no public housing

They went right I went left
Cook on my laptop Ima chef
Anytime a pussy nigga die
I swear to god I don't care
Anytime yo bro switch sides you gotta make him stay over there
I ain't no crab and I ain't selfish you know how many blicks I used to share
I'm tryna blow up on all of these bitches I need a bomb
Playing dumb on all these bitches but I ain't dumb
I want smoke with all y'all niggas y'all need some lungs
Get a glocky with a switchy and a drum

I throw up fours and I slide
Most of these niggas ain't willing to die
I sell a P of the Za
These ain't no birds I let them fly
I put them sticks in the spot
This ain't no lick
I'm the one twisting the plot
Pointers in my ear
Mufuckas hitting
And I listen a lot
I change gears I ain't got no fear when I leave my house
A lot diamonds on my wrist I bussed the Cuban this shit getting crowded
A lot choppas in my back seat put em in the trunk that shit was getting crowded
I been trapping out the penthouse
This shit private
I don't do no public housing

It's to quiet lets start a riot in this muhfucka
You can't hide or tell no lies up in this muhfucka
Some of my niggas super shiesty I still got love for them
Navy Federal goin federal put five dubs on it
Hundred thousand I don't need help counting that shit
Balenciaga shoes Yeah they big but they help me balance bitch
I need bread and cheese
What you mean
Ain't talking bout sandwiches
Peace up A-town down
Put him in the ground
Nigga Atlanta shit
You might get knock down
You come around with all that playing shit

I throw up fours and I slide
Most of these niggas ain't willing to die
I sell a P of the Za
These ain't no birds I let them fly
I put them sticks in the spot
This ain't no lick
I'm the one twisting the plot
Pointers in my ear
Mufuckas hitting
And I listen a lot
I change gears I ain't got no fear when I leave my house
A lot diamonds on my wrist I bussed the Cuban this shit getting crowded
A lot choppas in my back seat put em in the trunk that shit was getting crowded
I been trapping out the penthouse
This shit private
I don't do no public housing

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