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Adriana up her nose and bounce it like a fish
Out of water I support her I'm not answering that shit
And by shit I'm just talking about them numbers I don't

see it in results
Making up for the past by accepting all my faults
I only let 'em see me win cause ion tell me bout my lost
Bitch I won't let them take

temi ba play, ko seni to le sope kin pause
Give em the bars one by one
You dey win (Ehn) me I won
I'm the best I'm the one
I'm genius, e-yin genuine worm

to my scale and she say I’m doing the most
Beat up the pot wit the folk
You can tell by my posture I’m having them loafs
Motorola flip it closes dats

money today 

They never in the studio
Trying to tell you something 
You can't compare'em to this 
I really came from nothing 
Niggaz buy Gucci 
When they

amazing
Bless your mic so you know to say your graces
Team behind me, TBK we been the nation
Slow it down, let me go stop tuck my laces
Lace em up,

the meds
If you play with my bitch imma play with your bread
Niggas ain't scared, caught by the feds but they still don't confess
Bulletproof vest like

(Verse1)
We run from problems cause we don't know how to solve 'em
Nothin' major just obnoxious
Like my bitch that keeps on talkin'
'bout what she's

shooting your ass finna run

Bitch I’m hotboy and Im raising the sun

Just like some weed imma burn up yo lungs 

I get the packs by the ma’fuckin ton

I get

for my people
What is you sayin my shit is so lethal
I Told em stop playin cus I got the cheat codes
Can’t go to the can cus I think they need bro
No

many names but yo bitch
What?!
Aye, hold on, go and take a pic
Fuck nigga turn around ya bitch wanna take a lick
I don't even notice her, I ain't taking

Take off fast like a rocket
Take off
Bands can't fit in my pocket
Aye
Stay plugged in like a socket
Socket
Hundred rounds leave em topless
Topless
All I

more than 30 rounds
Off a 30, bitch
I feel like Curry
We gon' air em out

You niggas broke
Where your money go
We turned it to a drought
Pick your mans

no hands
Bitch roll me a blunt
I ain't tucking my pistol
I gotta go make me some cash
You don't want me robbing and killing and stealing
Then y'all

something crazy
Everybody wanted to know what I would do if I didn't win
I guess we'll never know
Inspired by one of my friends think they mans can lock me
No

patient
I was tired of sitting back just waiting
Nigga I was destined 4 greatness
Got my own style I created 
Im sauced up driving em crazy
Im in all white

Countin all this bread it look like 2 16,
Gucci on my body look like 1017,
My shooters got so many weapons, we gon call em weaponese,
Just like a cap we

mighty dollar, nigga cash is king
Blood price, we pay by the liter
We pay wit our visa, we pay wit our leaders
We take witta Nina ungh mask on look like

I'm too lit
Check my fit
Fly sh** only
My bi*** on me
Blue face Rollie
Eighty one pointer like Kobe
I had to level up
I had to go cop me some

gotta ask if my killy gon' complete the mission, he dead if he catch 'em (boom, boom, boom)
.762s, .556s, 308, he on a stretcher
By myself, I'll spin in

, I know who going
Ham, I know who gone pull up
I know who gone air’em

Everybody claim they be whippin that dope
And everybody claim that they
Getting

Benihana's
I got the big drip
Gucci drip
I got the big drip
Louie drip
I'm flooding the city
Please watch where you step
I don't mean to drown you
I'm not even

that's what money do
Cross 'em up, times 2, I never heard of you
Rollin' deep by myself, 'cause I don't need a crew
I keep it tucked in my belt, 'cause I

high way go one eighty
Every girl in my city wanna show love
Coronavirus got me pulling up with Gucci gloves
People haven't been loyal say that without