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Told my bro nigga I'ma call you When I'm ready Don't pull up out Here swervin', bro, just Drive the whip real steady Got Exotic in his whip, and you know This shit get smelly But I'm ridin' With this stick and I ain't Tryna catch no felly He cut a nigga Like lunch meat, just like We workin' at the deli Pop a Perc Before I eat, I'm startin' to Feel it in my belly Manifest this Shit, know I spent like 50 on The bezel I'm a simple nigga, I Don't like hoes be That be doing all that extra Every Nigga can't be no stepper, they Might leave you on that stretcher Tryin' to pump fake that strap, Boy, you get That hit just right on schedule Ghost park the whip, how we park The whip but we ain't touch it, we Just up the stick We ain't waste no Time, we get the bust, he Tryna plead with me Nigga, bout Your life, ain't no discussion You in the streets with it, come Around this corner, I'll show you Something I just threw me back a perc, it got Me itchin' and I'm geekin When this gas hit my system, Nigga, I'ma be out here tweakin Out here snappin' for no reason, I Choose like any beat It's a pride thing, nigga, I just can't Accept defeat Tryna send a bullet to set a nigga And knock him off his feet Crazy thing, my heart be froze, but I'm toadin' on this heat He spent my block on little pistols, He gon' be the next one on the tee You wanna feature on my song, Shit, go ahead, pay that fee Who down to bust that gun, Nigga, you don't tryna see You don't even got no funds, Nigga, how you tryna beef I can't even have no fun with her if She ain't suckin' D I put a nightlight on that stick With a beam so they can't see I'm just backseat ridin', with 19 And 93 I'm tryna pull up on a freak, After I Bust and then we leave Told my bro relaxed, nigga, I'ma Call you when I'm ready Don't pull up out here swervin', Bro, just drive the whip real steady Got exotic in his whip and you know this shit get smelly But I'm ridin' with this stick and I Ain't tryna catch no feelings We cut a nigga like lunch meat, Just Like me workin' at the deli Pop the perc before I eat, I'm Startin' to feel it in my belly Manifest this shit, know I spent like 50 on the bezel I'm a simple nigga, I don't like Hoes be doin' all that extra Every nigga can't be no step up, They might leave you on that Stretcher Tryna pump fake that strap, boy, You getting hit that's right on Schedule Ghost part the whip, how we part The whip? But we ain't touch it We just up the stick, we ain't Waste no time, we get the bust He tryna plead with me, nigga, Bout your life, ain't no discussion You in the streets with it, come Around this corner, I'll show you Something
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