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lane Bad bitch, Fendi shades Shark boots, stitch braids I been lit since 10th grade and Wiz fades Rugby shirts… RIP chains, and big canes Biggie on, BB
Ayo, what's crackin'? You already know we finna get lit at the end of this song Oh yeah Ahem Oh, let me tell y'all a story. You know, I never really,
by his face, blast one by his eardrum Piss run, you drop thinkin you shot Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face Shots to the body that shake like
star super team "aye" She wanna ride took her right with me an flew to the sky called her boyfriend told him goodbye I don't get by bitch I survive
See my bitch with her mans all I sees ops You don't wanna ever get seen with the green dot Fuck her she a ho her pussy loose New bitch got more pussy
Bad B's said they wanna get lit So I might just turn up Tryna dodge cars on the M way Swerving Quick ting so I just Skerr up I know that they talking
waiting to say this all year and I'm gone say it huh! And this is a good time get the steppin! (Hook/ Chorus) Step 7x Man for
this bitch Smoke a eighth, I keep a fifth Hoe you know we lit Aint no slowin down they know that I'm poppin now and before that I say lemme see, they
or crape silk slacks Flyness be the reason that my shit cracks, cause when I'm on the beats I'm fuckin all y'all up (all y'all up) Then I get up on the mic
bitch like I'm gdamn Malice We used to sleep on a gdamn pallet All of these blues, gdamn Dallas Uh, Can't get mad, don't try Ay, It's the first of year
And i'm floating on this beat Shoutout to fern Post d like Eric Gordon And Im coming fast bitch I am not a tortoise My bro got like twenty damn years For
he got off a hit a few months back He robbed this bitch rich from Wall Street thought he was lit and had a bag Turns out that bitch was full of bricks
and I I go far do you wanna vibe Flow so sick loud gotta capitalize Do not disturb and I slide and decline We stay up till the sun come by Feel too lit
white bitches that clog they nose Told you little niggas gotta get up and hit the road I been with the gang and we lit winning all we know Ooh aye
Red lean look like Clifford cbass, bitch Akachi on the beat, lil bitch (Aye) Up in the mornin', I roll me a blunt It's only 7 AM and I'm thinkin'
yea yea Shawty tryna show me what she on Shawty tryna threat that she'll be gone by tomorrow Shawty go ahead and just get gone They love 11-7 Got a Mac
ass G shit I would die for, take the stand and I'll lie for Told my bitch get life insurance, any day I might die, hoe Real niggas, stand up (stand
Weed smoke, good vibes, that’s the reason I get high That’s the reason I elevate and that’s the reason I get by I’m feeling good you could feel it
Rude gal top shotta What bitch seeing me Not nada Bet on me top dolla Came from the slums Raised by them gwallas Call up my brothers they strapped
it get, you gotta strive Rule number seven, pick a side, you can't be gambling with your pride Rule number eight, lot of shit you gotta take 'cause
203 a rocket Drop by AK 7.62 aim right at his body Only take 2, 2 inside his chest and then he dropping (Down) Uh Drop quick Driving down that blvd
it, aw Panties at the door That's how she tryna get for a nigga (house rules bitch) Panties at the door She wanna get lit for a nigga (get lit for me
Damn, I done walked in here Looking like the motherfucking man of the year Think I had the motherfucking plan of the year Which was simply to make
from Rowdy baby, bitch) (baow) I got the call behind the wall that it's still lit, then fuck it I told Fetty go and up it My niggas ain't talkin',
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