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They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
of death
How is it possible that 200 million guns
Are owned in the U.S. with only 80 million legal owners?
Until we do something, guns will continue to flood
of death
How is it possible that two hundred million guns
Are owned in the U.S. with only eighty million legal owners?
Until we do something, guns will
I Don't Need No Security
You Know What I'm On
You Know Where I'm At
Y'all Niggas Can't Even Put Fear In Me
I Walk In The Club
I Blow A Few Stacks
Da
Gotta get it
Yea we going wow wow
And we blowing wow wow
In the club give a fuck
You could pour the wow wow
Were you going down town
Yea we don’t turn
grow up?
You was raised inside the house bitch you don't know us
Hoes
They in my rover act like they know us
We met them club and they said they gone
At the club Witt my niccas we vibin' cooling relaxin'
VIP lookin right and the women lookin' fantastic
Tryna fine me a bad bitch something that more
and fake dappin 
That's why I never step in clubs 
I just want to be by myself and that's cool
Roll Viola 
Bumbu in my cola 
Throw Ciroc in my soda
Disney
wanna pay me
Here arguin' with club owners
Holdin' up party time and they waitin'
Can't stand it man when they janky
Gotta wonder what are they thinkin'
Horseshoes and rabbit paws flossin, chicken closs for the lucky
40 flowers, Range Rovers, so they know the tailpipe's rusted

[Big V]
Country cookin, dog
leftovers
Riding round the city fliest of whips
I got a chauffeur
She getting lucky and wishing on stars
Might as well blow on a clover
Seat back in the rover
My n***** all over
Pull up the Range Rover
big paper, the owner
She bad, moving slower
She bad, they know her
They wanna play me, Its getting bloody
I
it, flip it

Bouncer said no smokin’ but he let it go (You good)
Club owner love me, it’s just business though (Just business)
Waitress said she want me
well done
If I shoot you it's over
Pull up to my crib in a fucking
Range rover
This block I'm the owner shout out to your girl now she wanna bendover
I
said bitch come over
I ain't no thief
but everybody in the club saying I stole her
In the booth acting up
Them owners can't even control us
Don P
forgotten that I'm in my bag
She normally only goes for the trap boys But I don't know how to whip no yola
She still leaving the club with me cuz the gyaldem
n buy the Rover
Enter club n buy the owner 
We Dey shine we no mind the Solar
We don tie Selina no Dey find Jehovah
Money Dey money long 
Living right
da sugar or da creamer
•slave owner he stay whippn shit, Tryna buy his his kids, some Christmas gifts, out here it’s unpredictable, you gotta move like
sell my stocks
Elchapo Ifyboss pushing lamboghini Truck
I no be AG baby but the party no Dey stop
I dey with adeleke sipping Martel in the club
Even Sapa

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