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mobbin' right now

Sheesh, I snuck my strap
Up in this motherfucker bruh, relax
Don't get popped up in this motherfucker
Prices down, big chains, Glocks

to the ATM, took a thou' out
Then later on I had to wild out in the club
Knock some coward and his pal out
Then afterwards went to the restroom
Pissed Cristal

turned my KFC into some steak
Chips and lobster i've got bad bitches that
Are driving down from
Their country town to come blow me now
I done been around

'tings
Even had a mixed race ginger I knocked down
How many gyal have I beat now? Lost count
I ain't even talking 'ucky
I tossed outside some girls, most

pressure, niggas turn to faggots
OG down the street, wear his pants baggy
Put him on TV like Living Lavish
Had the stick hanging out of a '04 Caddy
I walk

to the scene in Ruby's
Smack on her booty
Goofy niggas they confuse me (What?)
Boy, you a clown
Walk up on it, then I'm shutting it down
Vertimax'll leave you

Steve-O (What?)
I ain't tryna talk
Take yo' ass down and deep throat (What?)
Walkin' outside in a brand new Mink coat
Smellin' like Dior, good gas, and some

Got a 30, that's under my sweater

On the block wit' the knock in my pocket
Shorty, she shake it, she love how I rock it
Like a pocket-rocket to your

ich bin Mastermind
Jede Line von mir ist Maßarbeit
Man könnte schon meinen
Ich bin eine bayerische Glaserei
Es ist so ein verficktes Hard-Knock

and get sky high
Smoking spinach just like Popeye
Walk him down don't do drive-by's
All on his neck like a bow tie
Why do they hate I do not know why
I'm

Let blue and whites break out
And lay it back down to
Watch the dice shake out
DT parked you know the lights they stakin out
It's like cops and robbers

got stigmata all over my fucking body
Ooh, yeah
I'm coming through your fucking hood
In a 6 tray ooh, yeah
I suggest you get down on your
Knees

money too long to link a broke bitch
Please out here cameras are watching us
Hammers I'm stocking up
I ran through a lot of grub
I just knock it out like

thе front
They bend through the back
Got somе demons with me they be movin' tact
When I step up on court they be tryna act
Back them down in the post

down when the pain is for us
The people that you love today
Won't always see you flourish
Following like a tourist
You gotta make some time for you

bluffing know that he not a plug
The pack in a jugg
Walk down on your man wit a G-lock
Pump on me get his head blown 3 blocks
Sixth Grade, wooping niggas for

and my lemon squeeze Taurus
Is scraping my Louie, for real
Keep sticks in the trunk that'll
Make ya ass jump
'cause it's crazy down here in the ville
It's

Yo

With my YG, what's poppin'?
Stop it, he don't wanna talk, just knock it
If I put one hand behind, just cock it
And shoot through your pockets
So

When I build 'em?
Hol', grab the Glock right there
I'ma leave him
Walk down with that Drac', it's that season
Alvin and the Chipmunks, bitch, I'm Ian
Put

tried to forget
Hop on a flight, like need me a jet
Talk down on my name, I hope you correct
Cuz one thing I did was give you respect 
All the times gone

that shit, don't play
I been going hard, so hard
I can't even stop, came too far
Girl for your heart, I fall
Knock it off girl, what you thought?
I can't

catch up (Haaa)
Came from the hard knocks
A nigga didn't have shit (I ain't have shit)
Raised by my pops, not my moms
I'm still a bastard (I'm still

the gang
Down to pull up, hop out
And knock on every damn thing
Ask around town, if it's fixing a fact
My nigga Deucey got the strap
And get to tripping with

who do you believe?

Jigga Man, mo' better, mo' cheddar
Fo's knock the man off your Polo sweater
Roll with the R-O-C, A-Fella
Remember me? The teachers