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Uh, uh, nigga, gassed me up I Uh, nigga gassed me up, I got to get active Nigga, switch the pattern, got to switch the fashion LV, baby, show me how to bag it Big ole' V, watch me jump out blasting Buddy was gassed, they put him in the casket Like, temporary money, I get to bag it Can't talk about the things I cook on the stove Like, out in public, got to put me a mask on Wrap it up, like, this is my last song Dolo said a burner, yeah, I got the trap phone I woke up this morning, I jumped out the bed wrong Like, niggas, they copy, some wannabe clones Sell the pack, watch me get my bag on Like, this a Donald Trump, this a tax zone (uh-uh) I get the trap off 5 or 6 phone, (uh-uh) He shootin' them videos, ain't post our songs He know where I'm at and, he won't get active Like, gas on me, so loud, ear damage I can't cuff a frown I'm laughing Like, he think that he lit, I passed him What's that type of drink you sip on That THC, that lean, I drift on Don't look at fits, get boy lil' cap gone I try too hard, break a sweat in the trapzone Got on BandLab so I can be mobile 12 got mad, because they couldn't pull us over Op dirt roads, because we got land rovers Told that boy don't beef Told that boy don't beef in the woods Told that boy don't beef, this a stick zone Midnight crisis, I'm like Suge How niggas only like to beef on the cellphones I should end it before I get the boy gone Triple times, got the cross on my soul Burner on me, got to switch up the phone Like, I've been trappin', baby, all day long Kill or swap me, got to get off the phone Tell him stop me, before I get in that mode Chain hit, every one of my songs It's like, teach me right, so I can't go wrong She trap out of the deadbeat zone SRT too fast, I'm gone Okay like, light the gas up arson zone You want a trap meet, hit my device A lot of money for a sacrifice Different dreams, don't forget your rights Pot come hot off the stove, that's right Cook up and sell at the show, alright Watch how we tax them Bo's, alright He broke that code, so he saw three lights Feds too nosey, try to come and indict Niggas too dumb, try to prove the hype
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