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There that boy go He ain't finna get this dough Stacking it up (Yea) I count it lil bro Crash that whip Like four times four (Woah) Got that drip Like Fro-Zone Ay Yeah-ay-ay Only the bag I chase I'm shooting 3's like it's Skate Everybody know they Hate Tell them get up out my way I can't right my wrongs So I write these songs Feel the pain in my chest I ain't talking King Kong Green light every time For them it's red signs Red signs Red signs Red signs Red signs (Ah lo6al) There that boy go He ain't finna get this dough Stacking it up (Yea) I count it lil bro Crash that whip Like four times four