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Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Mmm
This a sneak peek
This a sneak peek
Lets go
Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm
Mm Mm Mm Mm
Yeah I need to stop
Ha
Ay Ay
Nowhere to go
Hop on the road
Look through my scope
Yeah Yeah
Selling out shows
That's just the goals
Givenchy my clothes
Yeah Yeah
Me and up ghost
We doing the most
Catch me outside
I'm wearing my cloak
Signs of that pressure
We bringing bad weather
Ay Ay
My niggas steppers we hop on a plane
They screaming our name so f*ck what you claim
My life funny
I do what I want to
Don't bother at me
I'm just doing my thing
Always a lover
I look for no other
Can't tolerate things so I never trust her
Pussy a duster
Leave for another
Hide undercover
Your girls a sucker
My niggas are soldiers
Gun on my hip no holster
Hit once then I ghost her
She do what she posed to
We selling out our posters
Rocking my name
Expensive ass chains
Lets cause a disaster
Black lives fucking matter
The world needs to change
We hurting our mothers
They need goodwill
Strength in numbers
Time to prevail
This is the holy grail
Niggas locked up with no bail
Niggas rot in a jail cell
I'm a slave in some chains
I'm a wall with no paint
My time is slipping away
I'm counting my days
Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm
Mm Mm Mm Mm
Yeah I need to stop
Ha
Ay Ay
Nowhere to go
Hop on the road
Look through my scope
Yeah Yeah
Selling out shows
That's just the goals
Givenchy my clothes
Yeah Yeah
Scene to scene
My Life's a movie
Disco to disco
this shit getting groovy
Her ass so fat that got to be juicy
If she a cannibal
Might let her consume me
Make all this money
I'm back in my bag
Girl real wet
Yeah
I might need a rag
Whisper in my ear shit I won't gag
Hold up Hold up
Hold up this bitch about to choke
Feeling so holy I feel like the pope
Pop this nigga with the motherfucking scope
People say you shouldn't care about the money
But if you play with my bread
You get turned into toast
Turned into toast
Yeah
He knows
She knows
Bagging up the game like Cheetos
Everybody know I got Fritos
Everybody know like I need those
Everybody that I get the flow
And you know
And I really go
And I blow
And I sow
And I letting them know
Women be getting the shit when I'm bold
Turning this shit into gold
Feel like freezing shit like captain cold
Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm
Mm Mm Mm Mm
Yeah I need to stop
Ha
Ay Ay
Nowhere to go
Hop on the road
Look through my scope
Yeah Yeah
Selling out shows
That's just the goals
Givenchy my clothes
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
You already now DXD going to blow
Riding around in a rove
Fucking ya bitch you didn't even know
She gave me brain I needed some more
I told my brothers to pour me a four
We love to get lit but never do coke
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Me and my niggas we winning
Looked at ya bitch and she grinning
I'm trying to cop me a fitted
All of my windows are tinted
My niggas are really are wit it
Yuh
Nowhere to go
Hop on the road
Look through my scope
Yeah Yeah
Selling out shows
That's just the goals
Givenchy my clothes
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah I need to stop
Ha

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