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until you see me on edge look
See me on TV I need you to see me
You feel me I'm three D don't need no abbrevi
Sometimes I look back on how my parents

skirting DUIs
Off of White Henny
Had a lil' scare
When I was on the road
I was in my bag so deep
I had to leave it
Had a homie type out
How I'm really

a Perky in a three of Wocky
He don't really smoke for real he hit the blunt I seen him coughin'
All these lil boys got some brown noses like they eatin'

I had no option. Ran up a bet like a stocking
Two to three racks that I'm droppin'. Look at the jeans that I'm rockin'
I got the moves

So I'm taking all of the shots I wont pass a thing
I'm Ballin by myself I ain't next to yall
Crown seating heavy yeah it tilt but it never fall
Only

my eyes closed
Three commas no typos
Pockets fat no lypo
Suction what I like though
Pass me the lob and I'm throwing it back
Pass up on me then I'm

give if you ain't on the team
1 dream filthy rich with money
2 gates big house luxury
3 cars with rims they all clean
4 lessons I had since a lil teen
5

chucks and same jeans
For 2 weeks
The work up in my briefs
Duck and dodging police
No where to call home to put my mind at ease
So I stayed at the lab
With

freak, freak
N***** copy, yeah, they style mimic off of me, me
Gotta glock with a beam, I shoot back from 3 deep
Bitch I like to drag, you can catch me in

smokin on p's this my party i ain paying no fee
Sticked up got her booted off the molly
I just ran into a hardhead n thought it was Gotti
Ay tour stylin n

on with the breeze
I got money on my mind
Plus a million other things
Need to get shit off my mind
So I call my lil ting
She a piece of cherry pie
Just got

chillin like I'm a villain fresh off a L
Rollin up za, you can tell by the smell
Broke me some hearts, man I'm going to hell
Damn, just stay outta cell

three in a row
And I'm with all the smoke mom ain't raise no hoe
(Tuh, Yea, Yadigg)
(Shout out foota man, that nigga K Ent too you already know what goin'

to the gym how I flex
And make everything fit in the bag
Cops tryna say Ima crook
Cause they look and they seen a black kid in a jag
No robin hood but I'm

for no lil reason
Ain’t no two ain’t no three
Taking one by the least
Been a beast where I’m from
How I come to the streets of the East with the steez

all just fun and games until that pressure hit
Psi on way too much
Treat it like a ugly bitch
Aint no way I made this up
I been going off on all

Chorus
Played me like a fiddle hearin figaros

Stacking all of this cash but aint comin off tha floor
Where da hell da strippers they suppose be

to the sofa
Pullin' your body closer, know you got the itis
Can no longer hide it, I can tell by the way
You been screamin', scratchin' and bitin

That honey

past ain't cleaner
They probably better just on cleaning it up
I look around
There's no team like us
Did it off of music, they can't say we bluffing

turner she can't hit for free
If you tryna guard me turn the burners on can't get to me
If I'm too close to bitches know I cut them off, vasectomy
I got

All them stripes I done earned
It's no wonder I bring thunder, had your mother buying urns
My older brother had felt smothered by the feds and had

sauce it up but I'm not Lil Uzi Vert
In my sleep I talk to Satan, my homie name is Lucifer
In my crib by myself but I ain't reclusive (No)
All I gotta say

Majority y'all niggas is finished
Majority y'all niggas is finished, no kidding
Feel bad for the niggas ain't figured out game by now
In the function

jeans look bloated
Even my belt can’t hold it up 
45 strap I keep it tucked
3.5 Imma roll it up 
(ugh)

Step with my Thirty My 30 no Percocet 
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