40 in the Playoffs
KillemAll Coop
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Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch check, yeah Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch check, yeah Uh, clean whip new chick that hit the hip up I come through lacing your scene, I'm high as Big Dipper Took a second to let my record just flex a nigga If you ain't real I probably won't share a sentence with you Break off, I just got today off Watch Lebron dropping 40 in the playoffs Ooh I'm good, my life ain't no Hollywood I can never sell a record but recognize that I'm good Aye I be flexing though, catch me in the moment Speeding through your city like the whip I drove stolen Holy moly what your neighbors told me I came through smashin, blastin, music like your momma knows me Young OG, in the making, it's like something told me You either die trying or resent flying forever homie But you know me, ay I give 1000 CD's and give them out as freebies And, thug around in black tees Take side chicks to Wendy's, oh fasheez Aye I be, three hours deep You just clocked into your shift, I'm back from lunch with the team I hope you, yadidimean While I pop on your screen While you with your main nigga thinking that we was a thing Aye ima be here for a minute Aye look I own that shit, it ain't rented Aye ima be here for a minute Aye, we heard you talking shit everyday Aye boy ima be here for a minute All of them boys is riding We ain't looking for no trouble, so trouble ain't got to find us I'm high, I'm lit, I'm zoned, I'm owned, I'm throwed, I'm owed, I'm bold, I'm cold You all already know, fasho This rapping is lacking, I'd rather sell weed Aye is it back to charging you all 35 for the P Aye is it back to Dixie cups with the scale in the whip And be sneaking out back, so my momma don't trip You ever been there, any who that's old news Living my life through windshield, you still living through rearview Believe it, heavily weeded If I can't get it in moderation playa, then I don't need it Aye best believe it, Jesus I been Lately arguing, with niggas you know that ain't got it, so they just problem starting Smart remarking, talking often Same shit, different day to blog it So you know we still popping like the month before August Aye yo, we on it 26 and on my shit, my attitude has kick flipped to bumping real shit I don't even need a hook nowadays Only thing I'm worried about is what your book account pays Aye ima be here for a minute Aye look I own that shit, it ain't rented Aye ima be here for a minute Aye, we heard you talking shit everyday Aye boy ima be here for a minute All of them boys is riding We ain't looking for no trouble, so trouble ain't got to find us I'm high, I'm lit, I'm zoned, I'm owned, I'm throwed, I'm owed, I'm bold, I'm cold Ya'll already know, fasho Aye, I've been working too hard Yeah, come take a night off with your nigga my nigga I'm working too hard Nine - five, one and two jobs Aye yo, I'm working too hard Come take a night off with your nigga my nigga Aye yo we working too hard
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