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can't stand it 
You never about no action
Don't disrespect a savage 
Homeboy we see you lackin 
 
We seein you fake  
Can tell by the look on your face

Young Mercedes Benz killer shawty that's what I call you 
Keep it real and you look flawless shawty that's why I call you 
Heard magician you know it

I pick up fellings mutual
I swear this thing from the start was a dream come true

You ask if I can get to your spot by 5:30
Yes with not hesitation I

Imma freak out when I see you
(Big 6s, big Ks, throw them As up too you know how we do it, come on)
Imma freak out when I see you (yeah)
Imma freak out

to fall back
Whisk up my spot, but I was right back
Fire car popped by the Lord's rack
Bayside nigga where my home at

551, that's my government
My first

or you want trust

My heart is an angel, on angel dust
Guess im the boy who decisives us
When I'm home I see her
Looking at stars like damn, that's where I

Drive hard she no waa fi tek time no
No-oh no trusting these hoes
Just let them go
Oh oh-oh
Get some pussy head home
Next gyal pon di phone 

Next gyal

line the big picture hit you then
How you come back round the way so they can look at your new Benz
Now that you've got buku Ns you now gaining buku new

a hit stick him
Two-two-threes, hit him in his dome, I'ma send him home
Got a chrome heart in chrome heart, now my feelings gone
I got standards now, I

to the top now
We gon' ride back in, we gon' ride that Benz
We gon' spin again, I'm just with my mans, uh
Chillin' with my friends, do it all again, uh
I'mon'

magnet
Your mother's home i inhabit
Say i dont got drip bro you capping
And by drip i mean precum, finna start fapping

Dont come too close imma suck your

by them go getters I got clean they said come on
Pushing Child of God hard like
ASAP Bardy with Vlone
Yaaaah
Pitit bondye on my back baby child of god

sat in it
Why you cringe if my voice got lad in it
Get fucked
By a H 2 Dubba like me get rocked on sight if you not

Don't you ever distance too far

fresher than a mint
Nigga, this is wock not gin, in that drop-top Benz
I push that hit the gas, feel the wind
I ain't never takin' L's, oh, only goin' home

don't like mentioning the past, but it happens
Time flies by when you're steady stackin
Forgot about the fam, tunnel vision on command Most of my wealth

40 O' roll down to the store now I feel at home
Sipping colt right there on the porch
Put me in my zone
Money blown I mean I'm broke
But I can't ever

See she the type to hop in
In with the boys that got the Tessi
Or the Audi or the Benz
What about the Honda Civic niggas baby?
Old model Kia's? I

still pursuing
Whipping the benz, picking up grams
Chasing the bands, wearing the brands
Pick up the woods, pick up the cones
Anything, you should know

the drank at home no I'm never dumb
If you talking about that money then I gotta come
Why this syrup tasting so good
It's on my tongue
Smoked way too much nic

a home in the Calabasas
You want the pressure that comes with the fame, 
I need a tab of acid
I’m with my niggas, we touching the ground
That shit

Pulling in a Benz 
This shit might get intense



150 (verse)
Ouuuh this a ball out zone 
All my niggas they be trapping on the phone
We be flying so much

microphones wit ‘em
Do my dirt by my lonely so I lie alone n***a

Look
I’m controlling so I gotta own n***a
Forty k in equity inside my home n***a
You switching

Aco shit
Colorado shit
You know how it go man
Aurora Colorado nigga
Ayy
If it's one thing I ain't never been that's bitch made
I can tell by your

careful, you getn money, they be so jealous 
•Kobe gone feel like makevli, I think the rich life more deadly 
•if y’all make a belly 3 come and get me,