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Two gen fives they stuffed right in my purple jeans These bitches way too tight, I can't een put a dub in these My lil bro slide with ARP, he swing it like a sword This hoe she all up on my dick she say her shit too sore Before I had a Glock I had G2C He tryna wave that white flag, hell na ain't no stopping me He talk down on my brudda, we chop shit just down like trees Aint have no dad, I jumped in these streets with my team Told my mama, you know Ima make it, she say you the greatest Lil bitch say that she dont like my ego she know that I'm famous Stuff dick in this hoe and wrap it up, can't get tied to you baby They do drive-by's, I walk up I'm tryna face em Fried his ass like popeyes, yeah I pop my shit just like I'm bacon I stayed down and I waited my time now these hoes know I'm shining Racks and VVS' on me don't stare bitch you might get blinded Pop door on the SRT, don't need no key I used to be so broke down bad now her knees by my feet Twenty-thousand all on Birkins, no my bitch not cheap Double G, I rock that shit shit everyday of the week YSL stacked over Margiela kicks this hoe say I'm neat Pop out .556 and no we do not shoot at fucking feet Pop out with a .556 no not shooting fucking feet Two gen fives they stuffed right in my purple jeans These bitches way too tight, I can't een put a dub in these My lil bro slide with ARP, he swing it like a sword This hoe she all up on my dick she say her shit too sore Before I had a G-Lock I had G2C He tryna wave that white flag, hell na ain't no stopping me And if you try to speak on bro we chop shit just down like trees