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thighs in Heaven
One Umbrella gang and when we come back, don't you try reppin'
'Fore I let these niggas breathe, I gotta teach a couple lessons
Gotta

It's Lil Nascar, now go and skrrt off
It's Lil Chainsaw, now go and act hard
It's Lil Nascar, now go and skrrt off

(Mula) i put the work in the oil
Them

in the streets but i ain’t no pussy
Fuck nigga play get played like pussy
Dodging the bullet that fuck nigga lucky
We don’t that bitch cause that lil

can’t hold that weight, he best believe
I’ma spot em i can’t sit in the street
And let my lil niggas
Rott All black like I’m bruce
So who you think that

This is my street my flow my guns gotta go
Put 'em in the air and roll down the fucking road
This shit is a fucking reality bitch
In the hood there ain't

bish
Tell yo lil hoe come and suck some dick
Back with another drop, I'm on yo top, no tip
I shoot it, I shoot it
I swish it in
I win I win, I win I win

This is my street my flow my guns gotta go
Put 'em in the air and roll down the fucking road
This shit is a fucking reality bitch
In the hood there ain't

on
(Woah) , whole team lit (yeah)
They see my wrist hit (yeah) 
Different colors like misfit (Let's go)
And I still remember back in them days (yeah)
Niggas

neck I had fucked him up
I slide right by my opp they see this mini drac in blu ray
Young street nigga I'm still in the trenches playing with sugar like

(I was dreamin' of the past)
It's levels, it's layers, so pray for the players, uh
We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas, uh (and my heart was

(Ice)
Riding in them Foreigns,
We gone skeet off. (Skrrr)
Take her top off,
Cause it’s hot out. (Hot out)
She a lil thot,
Blow her back out. (Back out)

Then I'm back on the block with
My work in my sock
Ducking from the cops cuz a nigga got a Glock
Try to rob me then a nigga getting shot like
(gunshots)

And I can change my fate
So nothing that they doing is ever going to make or break
My mind-state, it vibrates on our streets
Slangin slang with bass that

Lil' Erection, why your bitch tastin'
Yeah, this shit goes harder than child abuse
Yeah, I'm from the ghyms where the streets stay hot
Erection in

by a scale and everybody know it (know it)
I hate it when a pretty girl start snoring (stop that shit)
Lookin' in the mirror like, "you a lucky man"

lip 
(Yuh)
Came in fully equipped
(Lil bitch)
Broke nigga talk that shit
(Hmm)
Broke nigga can't trust shit
(Yop)
Came in stacking them chips
Came in

thick, ain't talk to J.B. in a minute, him dolla A-Rod call the body, trying to

Rob J. Smitty, shit has changed since you left big Dawg, and I miss you,

to feel
I wanted what they had back
In the fourth grade
Family vacays, you know I did it all
Just to see my lil' sis by a waterfall
My great granddad bought

disguise
Tell me why you never text me back and bet you will when I start counting racks
And lately I've been in depression
Why you such a strange obsession

Remember them days 
Sleep on them streets I was broke 
I gotta go get my nigga
You can Say what you want 
Either I go get it now
Go back home
Or go skert off

why I'm drippin in faucet 
Yea  lowered the volume then I came back up like what's the topic 
Yea, I put a lil too much dip on her chip now the bitch

Yeah, Lil Dunk, on the track, y'all ready know what the fuck it is

Give life as I'm living through it
Dumbfounded in music
But by the time I'm done I

Hear me out, I know you busy up in heaven right now but hear me out

Let me take it back I'm talking 2012
Before we lost our homies and everybody went

high high high
Just throw yo hand in the sky sky sky
I been rollin thru the city street light light lights
Take me right back to the country feelin right