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need a jacket in a different bracket then these lil hoes
Can’t tip toe making big steps if you in the way you gone meet my soles
Keep my mental strong

High in the back getting whip by the shofar
Damionds dancing ain't the only thing that's finna choker
Blue dollar bills I carry dead people with me
Go

that's cool. 
But she can't be with me 
You know how we do
Lyric
Had to ask the homie have he seen this lil shortie. (Yo lo you know her) 
Said he never

at the talk, the walk, the way that I move I got confidence n***** can't find
Keep going steady pressure heavy I don't wait till it fall in my hands
Don't act

(Ay, turn me up, turn me up a lil bit, turn the beat up)
(Yo, check, check)
(Ay, yo, ay,)
Cash out
Why he gettin' mad, I think that boy just might go

And I won't stop until I'm on, keep spinning till they gone
I'm tryna get right ahead, by the time I move, I play it smart
I can't go out without my head

Catch me on the scene Mean muffin solo turned up
I ain't ducking shit
Size ya click I don't give uh fuck
She gone let me fuck after that bitch you know

will snitch on the gang for 1K 5 with no burger and fries….
Feeling like Nicholas cage I’m rolling in that GHOST and I move with that FIRE
Yeah that lil

me pop a perc, know it’s a 30, might need two
Some Hennessy to fill up my cup, this night gon’ be one to 

Remember, oh my God, that bitch just threw

your’e fine by dinner
Need a big watch with a cuban link and a Audemar no glitter
Imma shine on ‘em like a big star
Better watch your bitch dawg
Imma shoot

I'm not sure
Does anybody make trill shit anymore
All up in club surrounded by Michael Kors
Like do bitches even have real tits anymore
Bow 'till your

Yo, yo, yo, shout that shit out Gang
You already know Gang 2024, we up next, y'all heard
Fuck everything that's going on, big motivation, big moves

Been a long time, been a lil minute, yeah I been Out on my own, they want me to rhyme
They want me to spit it, Lost without my paddle, Floating shits

close give me room
One text and then I'm hitting your bitch from the back 
Aight boom, you run up me I'm like woah, I'm sending you up right to the moon
I

just be feeling alone
Sike, I bring the pipe, I hit from the back, I ain't talking Vlone
Lil bitch I'm feeling like Al Capone
I bring the drones like

what yo bitch think
We get boxes by the bale, in the hood got Big Rank
In the kitchen like I'm whipping, residue all on the sink
My lil niggas a leave

on the Metro
Now I’m feeling like Othello
Thought I told ya, bitch i’m royalty
I ain’t even gotta say the name
By they way I killed it, they gon' know it’s me
1,

to muhfucking act
Where he at where he at
I ain't worried about a bitch ain't nobody tell me how to get a fucking treesh back
Where she at where she at
Jump off

kicks, foreign whip, foreign bitch got me feeling like an immigrant
I be out here making moves and these niggas got paralysis
If I was you I'd be mad

to sleeping on the streets
Check my phone all the songs by me
‘Cause these lil niggas songs make me sleep
I got the whole damn game on my feet
I’mma end it here

Pourin' Up

Pimp C

Da Bottom Vol. 9

2006

are shitty, plus a nigga need to move up out the city
The game gritty but the bitch pretty, lemme snatch the white girl up off ya titty
Ya heard me

Pourin' Up

Bun B

New Kid on the Block

2006

are shitty, plus a nigga need to move up out the city
The game gritty but the bitch pretty, lemme snatch the white girl up off ya titty
Ya heard me

Number 2 but you know that I'm never second
I bussed her for a minute that's 60 blessings
Every morning I wake up, get to the fetti
I was right by

move
He get turned into a spliff (Grrah)
And Say, he got lined by a bitch (What else?)
He thought he was fuckin'
Until he seen crips
And I heard they