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Nächstes Mal knacken wir die fünfzig
Denn meine Fans vertrauen mir
Die Platte wird vernünftig
Das Volk ist bereit, Gold ist nicht weit
Wer hätte mir vor paar

(man, fuck this fame)
I'm trappin' this water (trappin' this water)
Making shit shake (making shit shake)
Give me a dollar (give me a dollar)
Bitch,

Hit 2 times
Hit 2 times with the bass turned up
Face down
Fuck 12 we buss
Gotta match my vibe
If eye cuff it’s a must
3, 000 Feet on the private Jet

feet?
Hit so hard that the world did a three-peat
(Woo) when I talk "Puttin' you down"
I ain't meanin' asleep
They gon' lay yo' body down, yeah
Six feet

addicts who shoot up
In the veins of they feet
That shit gave us the jeepers creeps
But a nigga had to get it though
I wasn't a d-boy by choice I
Had to get

rappin' like a nigga hit the lottery
3 years blew up I'm a prodigy
No indecision with my writtens, my flow
Or my fuckin' vision
My style is really forbidden

you feeling?
Woah
She not hot but she a fan though
Go low make it clap make my shaft grow
Pro flow tap me twice for me to go slow
Nod three times if you

Rolling so hard off this molly I think I'm on 3 today
Don't step on my shoe you'll get shot in the feet today
You cant hang with us
I'm mixing the molly

dividends, that's on my dead
I hit in the lobby in Hawaii, oh my bad
Flip a G for the price of three, I'm scamming all my mans
I thought you was trapper, you

actin’ tough, just for y’all content
When everything comes back full circle, shit hits the fan
I just wonder how they gon’ react
Will they shook, or they

y3nDa’O
I swear y3nDa’O
I swear y3nDa’O

Big body girl
That be what i like
Kotom) ni obashi
Side by side
Hit it from the back
That’s how i ride

3ny3 ni3

addicts who shoot up
In the veins of they feet
That shit gave us the jeepers creeps
But a nigga had to get it though
I wasn't a d-boy by choice I
Had to get

So it's like
3.30 in the morning right
We've been up in the studio the whole damn day like
Boys make sleepy an tins
Then I hear this kick and I feel

you can have your bae back
Lethal from that logo three ball Imma spray that
Fuck with me and AC to get your chain snatched
You was talking all that shit

Who your friend? Who your foe?
Will they ride and be down to die?
When the shit hit the fan, punk out like a hoe
Claim to be your boy, your perro
But

I came a long way from baggin' grams (baggin' up)
Now I got all types of different fans
Ridin' around in them foreign shits (skrrt)
If I go broke

with regards to this game but
I'll make sure I break them shits as far as I can break 'em
I'ma try to make it here as far as I can make it
Three a.m.

of the rings 

Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3 

But I bet i be loaded like glocks on a sting

Only pour red i do not do the green 

Only want bread i do

an
Iron or it's the irony
And by the way, I'm at the gas station now
But not to get gas
Just another black and mild
Shit this half a half a tank
Gon' have

them, I'm still hoppin' out of foreign cars
I'm a born star and I'm a porn star
I catch you slippin' with triggers and really hit a nigga
By myself, I

lights

Blowing on Dro by the three
Glad I aint got no more beef
No more holding the heat
Got soda with a zip
Blowing in the whip
Just ashed on myself
Got

us
Know it's us
Jordan's on our feet
You know it's us
Twenty three
Table full of Henney
You know it's us
Hennessy
I'm a big boy now with a big ass

the most
Pack just landed yeah it's time to hit the road
Even if it's not get in mode we finna stack these pros
Feet bloody red by my pocket's stuff with

just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's