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never lie and save me and the gang boring Exactly
Fuck around to find out what niggas really bout
Lay a hand on me and Meek, we bring the out
Top

the clothing
If you got swag then you know you that n***a that n***a that n***a
And if You never see me round don't ask who you don't see wit us (Nah)
My

dead
Gotta watch how, I be talkin' round you niggas, You the feds
Used to have to wipe the bedbugs out my bed
Now I got these bitches doin' whatever

the frontin'
Just to be 'round me baby girl you lucky
5.56 to his skull if he run his mouth
Swear to got ain't going under (Yeah)
Once I come down I'm a whole

Ooh just how it should
Its hurts just how it should
Baby I wish I could

Everybody round here feels like a drone
Feel like bot
Thats my friend, thats

fucking quits, but
Gotta get your paper up
It's all fake as fuck, you better tape it shut
Red lines round the place
They dug all over graves
And stuck

We headed to the top, straight drop, I never flop

Ridin' round in a Ford, with this third around Glock
My head is to the ceiling, cause my team is

bitch, that's fun
Hold on shit like hold on shit bitch
These niggas dodging the bullet
Somebody connect me 1090 Jake
I'm at the top of this shit, I was

no yeah yeah)
(oh no yeah yeah)

[Verse ]
In the elevator, riding to the top floor,
Someone breaks wind, and we can't ignore.
Eyes start watering, it's

help to the top so lil bitch better climb up
Get out my face cuz' now bitch all the time up
And you wastin' my time so prepare for the windup
Cuz I pull

deserves an Oscar for its acting
Fuck a top chart I just ain't gon' be caught lacking

Anyway, who gon' put a poet in his place
Glock on waste ain't wasting

30 Bands, hands sign, a nigga touch my cash he getting pulverized
Sippin fanta, top shotta pop your cap, when I blast
Exotic bitch, quick to hit, do

gon get shot
They don't care bout you when you top
Or the bottom so stick to your lot
Up that chopper I'm makin him dance
Got a k it's like I'm from

you makeup a clown
Blanket fell out your frown
But you can't feel a frown
And i ain't never kiss her
He keep playing round with me because i hit his

I want a five on the top and a two on the sides
I'm askin you to listen fore' you open up your eyes
No I ain't going bald you won't see no skin

the blunt now it's time to go
I got the remedy in a blunt of dro
Smoke it down to a tiny roach
Yeah, round and around it go
Passing the spliffy to all my bros

we'll meet,
Buried under the sheets and the finest of cheap, screw-top wines
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every

up in the streets
Gotta hustle, ain't shit for free
They only love you when you countin' money

Before it came, they was actin' funny
You wasn't round

demons
Working on a freak bitch, I had her swallow all my semens
Coke zips in the trunk, n***a come and get a tester
Pull off, drop top, beam, turn eight

y'all on top
I just hope time's right on the clock
All we want is just a lot more stock
Cause we worth more guap
Let the game unlock those pieces
We done

But u never give up
When u fall u get up

I'm I'm on my Way to the top
Im back niggas and I'm Taking my spot
Don't let us in we breaking the lock
Nigga

for chattin'
Movin' too rapid,
Lookin' round like where the cash is

Yeah
Do it for the art
Do it for the times
Do it for the culture
Do it for ya mind

I didn't learn nothin' in class
But I did enough just in case, so I passed
Every Sunday we wake up, we all go to mass
Bad bitch with the big round ass

and they saying us Let them shots out the Glock, they saying us
Who spin like a top, they saying us Always stepping on opps and they saying us Gotta get out