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a stack bitch I need some I.D
Bitch name Black Chyna she eat my dick like Chinese
Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Lean on codeine
Kick a pack in these Bale's I got

Reconciliation at a crime scene
Finger pointings a way of giving out I.D's
Rhetorical questions, followed by single why me's
And right hands on the Bible didn't

Get of my T.I.P (Tip)
No checking of I.D because we V.I.P (Vip)
No square if you're squaring roots without the P.I.E (Pie)
Box out if they're boxing in,

full of bouncers
We gotta check the I.D
To make sure you're real before you get in
Uh
On the team yea nobody breaks code
In the laundry
Nobody will fold

booty bounce for a new pair of nikee (really)
Gylii mighty
Gylii ma Ginger
shawty Like
Regeemufin xo we living with no I.D
Issa ride inn
issa bad thin
you

that you just really want to leave 
Then maybe we could see if we were meant to be 
Firesquad 
Nia 
Its me and i.D 
Next in line

na jina ya I.D
Mtaani ragged machains na izo timba utadhani gaidi (Gangsters)
Business minded mistari na toa ganji naingiza
Naikijipa naita mbogi juu

posted by the corner store
Mr. Kodac, store M.V.P
Buying rellos, seven-teen, no I.D
So gone pump ya gas, then cop a CD
And shawty if your fine, you can get

see through who you are like an I.D
Escape, baby just take off wit me
I’m late, came through blowing gas wit my team
Your date, yea that lul bit leavin

you get the picture
Do you fuck
I just think he’s that way inclined
Well mind the time you sent me in for white wine
For you and your mate whose I.D you

with it
He so hot with it
Cold with it
(And we know)

Flex
Ain't gotta hate on me cause I'm up, next
Everybody phony like a fake I.D so ima, check
All

sleeping right now
I'm on my phone and you peeking
You can face I.D it and shut it all down
Girl you off on the deep end
Saying things you dont mean

need the I.D
You either ran or you flee'd
I see the piece when they walking with the elite
Top Dawg and Top Gunner gone hit em with out a tee
Top off

black dress that you ripped up in V.I.P
Or them voicemails left on my phone
No caller I.D

We ain't gotta tell them
What we do (Oh)
We can keep all this

ight then

Unavailable no I.d 
My address 101 never mind street
Keep me out your conversation
That S*** make no compensation 
All we see is H***

to the 100's
You having a bad day, I know cats who hold Ak's praying you want it
Some days I feel hunted
They killed my brother homie
We ain't I.D the killer
For

you in you just need I.D 

Life ills can stumble and humble any man 
The Bible on me 
Let me let the fully auto blame 
Blum Blum Blum Blum 
The drum

change
I'll never switch on my own gang nigga family is one my I.D
4 grams in my backwoods now I need a droplet of the visine
It's nothin new this is all I

This Bitch Stay Askin Me Ta Be A BETTER ME 
Certified on da street I don't need no Degree
Pop out anywhere I don't show No I.D
Pullup with the gang

He just was shooting on crates
He ain't got no I.d but got a body up to date
This shit crazy the judge looked at me and said baby
U carrying them guns

boss
Big bands
Check my I.D

Tick tock
Big rock
On the time piece (I told her man)

I grow 
Fine slope
No rewinding 

Grind slow 
I stroke 
On a dime

fuckin run the town
So I slowed it down and campaigned it
I swear to god my name is
T R E N D Z 
Hoes wanna be right beside me
When I'm VIP wit no I.D

a trade off)
Imma make sure that momma see me take off
I can’t get laid off (I can’t get laid off)
Yeah ridin’ round through the city
With no I.D on me

What a nigga did way back in, let me see
And my sweet 16 gone need some I.D
In this climate had to cop one piece for my peace
And I keep the mic close