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I ain't putting no more lames on 
All by my lonely, I feel like im akon
Bih im sippin tea in yo hood like im trayvon 
All bout my green like my first

too many hit's
Treat my ho like food stamps
She gotta have benefit's
You know I got on Fendi sleeves
Cut the air on 50 just to
Get that bitch to leave

brother like Ricky and Dicky
"How much up in that chop?" Bitch
I think it's like fifty
How you a trap nigga, bitch, you a Mickey
How you a trap nigga,

ta 5
Naked bitch and brazy nights
That's what I chose nigga
Drugz money ho'z nigga
N I swear dis shit on Pimp to neva fold nigga
We really move trapz

ho?
I way a buck fifty my chick got a thing
When I choke her she cum
Skinny dame with a thick ass
She pop it like gum
And I don't fuck with no pills but

I'm tryna run up a check

Man I'm tryna get this money
You bitches hate too much
Catch me boolin' by myself
I don't hang in a bunch
Trust me she ain't

active)
Round of applause, I clapped 'em (What?)
Backdoor Gang, have a lil' ho wrap 'em
(Uh, huh) chew 'em like gum
(yeah) , by the way we wrapped 'em

the strap
Tryna bust the glizzy
Ridin' with a fifty in my lap
It's a new wave, nowadays, anybody rap
Bustin' two K's
Both of those are semiautomatic
My lil'

with a brush
You can paint anything you want
If you're creative enough, uh
Today she painted happy
Took like an hour fifty
She wanna be a model

A ked ho sklopí dole nehladí mu na tenisky
Cez týždeň si sľubuje nepiť, cez víkend kúruje šiestich
A má to v piči v pravom zmysle slova ľutujem jej nindž

goin', this ain't that
That ho gotta go, won't fuck my bruddas? That shit wack
Sumo gone, I know one side of me trapped
Lil' bro wan' kill me and I

was the nigga selling soap for 50 a gram
And I was the nigga working in your hallway
Radio blasting early morning Sunday
Crackheads lined up old ladies

me by you
Bald headed ass nigga, that nigga look like Caillou
Where yo friend at I ain't go lie that bitch was fine too
The type you don't lie too

brothers, no discussion, my flow too sick, need some robituusin
I ain't with the back or forth for the fussing, put a ho over my money, now you buggin
All

than my hoes, I need a real bitch
And Yay the only nigga that I trust, we standing twelve to six
Last check got paid for fifty plus the ice, I should

said I'm too fine, woah
I know you gonna switch it up in due time, ho
I won't do time for you, I don't do 5-0
I just fucked your bitch, I'm the new

do is pop big shit
Fuck the opps
50K could get your whole block hit
Loose lips
Know they wanna see a nigga sink ships
Fuck the cops
Tell 'em none of my

for the sichy
All these bitches say they love me
But these bitches wasn't with me
I'm a mix of all the rappers
Mostly Gucci Mane and 50
I get coochie by

pay me top dollar for this
Work 'cause it ain't cheap

Gotta pay me top dollar for this
Work 'cause it ain't cheap
I can never go out sad about a ho, no

jack
This where my heart at, uh
Fell in love with carbon, uh

I don't like nothing
So the racks by my pocket lil' puffy
No, she don't say nothing

bitch sign up the NDA
Winnings approved by the FDA
My shooter with me on a daily basis
Trigger finger, gettin' itchy
Two-fifty, Richard Mille (yeah)

gon' tell
Since Joe got picked up by that officer, I'm sorry that we don't talk that much
I just wanted to be like Big Choppa, MC, and Kaylo
I'ma