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Uh (uh)
Ayy, that's one-point (huh)
That's 'bout point and by one-point-five in there

Ayy, yo, these foolys let the toolies spread, ringing like

Still confused by what I'm doing
They found me in ancient ruins 
Smoke j's with pharaohs 
Real hero, you david shapero 
Ponze schemes, faulty dreams

B and the B is for Bandz
My life a movie like I'm Jackie Chan
Switcharoo I know magic tricks
Pop a perc she want half of it
J stock, I might pass

the county, jumping on the phone
That's all by myself, niggas left me alone
Mixing the Sprite with the codeine
I'm getting money, you know me
And that's all my

a J, why not?
Walk down on a opp, broad day, why not?
I might just pour me a four, why not?
Pop out with them racks today, why not?
Fuck a broke nigga,

play by the same rules as Gucci
I play by the same rules as Boosie
Who the fuck you think you foolin
I never heard your name connected with shooting
I

I traded Dickie suits for the double breast
So of course they gone hate you more
And they love you less
Now I'm Gucci cufflinks gold buckle fresh
So

is on ice
On my wrist it stay lit
Covered in snow, Gucci be my outfit
Energizer like bunny
I'm going on top of it
Kitchen stay heated
We cooking

You want me to cross the border?
Well come on baby
YOu want me to cross the border?
Well come on baby

They call me A.J., A.K.A. Ant Jones
And aye,

(BasedGod)
Who wanna get high? (Whoop)
Who wanna get high? (Whoop)
I'mma send 'em to the sky (Whoop)

The Bitch Mob never been been soft (No)
Really, I'm

The pussy snitched (Snitch)
I heard I'm hitting licks
(yeah) , I heard I gunbucked Quikz (yeah)
I fucked out OBoy's bitch
I held the kid and took some pics

Get rich help my nigga and fuck the fame
Sleep in peace my nigga imma carry yo name
Long Live J he was like my brother mane
223 They gone squeeze

I'm untamed, bitch, I'ma bear

I up the chop, I'm swinging this bitch side to side like bad bitch hair,
Last thing he heard was, brr, like Gucci Mane

praise, I'm droppin' niggas in that ring

I heard Dawg was a trapper, but his phone don't ever ring
I'ma rip it by myself, nigga, you know this ain't no

your friends
Swervin' through East Flexico
Up in a Gucci Benz
Come and grab my hand, fly away to the end
Posted in the dark by myself
Where my friends?

on the map
And if you finna call me Dami best not forget bout the cash
And you know I keep a lot
You can tell by my stats
Why you mad I'm spittin' fax?
You

any Means
By any means
By any means
I'm waking up with my mind on the plan I strategize
Baking up all my moves in advance I had it guys
I can't work

Ride by the gang i ain't chillin wit groupies 

waist got the gucci

I'm callin my baeeee if I'm not gettin money & cooling

Bet that she fallin in love

or the table
Make the pussy unstable
When I'm with you my night's a fable
Faithful but don't need labels
Make the room look like a tornado passed by
On my way

niggas still was bumping 50
Gucci Mane gon' run zone 6 but niggas still got' fuck with Titty 
And its still Freebandz committee, Migos 21 and Thug

breath, like dang, mane
I feel the hate in every vein, of my body
I swear by now the fat lady should've sang...
Fuck it
I came, into this rap game, without

to delay me
D in the back like a saftey
They try to erase me
But they could not take me
Been took my cousin
So niggas still bussin'
And I'm never runnin'
J

when them niggas message her, she don’t go type back (No)
She got a type, I got a type, so it’s a bet
Let me kick it to y’all, same way that Gucci Mane

Kane
Jedziemy przez street, na głośniku Gucci Mane
Nie pogadasz z nami chłopcze
Bo ty jesteś leń

Okej, uderzam money dance, nie tańczę walca
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