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Yeah, that's folk, wipe yo' nose Wipe yo' that's my cut right now We go to money  where the money? What that nigga Gon' do about it? Get a bad bitch, a fat ass I'ma hit her 'til she done Brought the baddest bitches to the party Hit 'em 'til we done Call my shooters, "Go and blow That up", he get her, get it done Yeah, them 55 take ya leg off Crawl like a slug We sip muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy, bloody Bloody mud Yeah, that choppa "Blrr", like a bug Don't get yo' ass stung Yeah, I love to count these racks I count these racks all when I wanna Yeah, we book a top floor Tell the baddest bitches line up And when I meet 'em, pour a pint up Woo, woo, and we turn up Take my Glock, go get my photo Woo, woo, yeah, he bite 'em Guess I shouldn't had bought That bitch a bag, should've never If I f*ck that bitch then I'ma feel so bad Nah nah nah she go right back to her Boyfriend, he look so sad, ayy ayy ayy Went from, Rue21, to designer rag, yeah Ah ah I said, f*ck it, let's go get a lil' bag F*ck it, let's go get a lil' sack F*ck it, let's go get a lil' bag F*ck it, let's go get a lil' sack F*ck it, let's go get a lil' bag F*ck it, let's go get a lil' sack F*ck it, let's go get a lil' bag F*ck it, let's go get a lil' sack Watch how you talk to these niggas They just be fake Behind yo' back, they hate you, then They say, "I love you", to yo' face We got shooters all over the radar Broke-ass nigga can't relate Ghost all over the radar Could go blow a bag everyday I told my nigga, let's shake some' Ye-ye, ye-ye, yeah, ye-ye-ye I might pour that 4 up Turn this shit to pink lemonade Yeah, I'm on that brick Mix the alcohol wit' Percocet I don't like to flex I just let my choppa go and flex And we got stacks on deck, hunnids On deck, hunnids on deck, hoes on dick Nigga, let's shoot a flick, f*ck ya bitch Let's just go and blow that bitch Know she countin', he always broke That bitch Whatever we do they clown that shit You got a bag Lil' nigga? Then throw that shit We got them flags, lil' nigga We tie them shit And I'ma f*ck on that bitch 'til she's tired as shit Say you a rich-ass nigga, you lied and shit Rich niggas on the side of me Some shit that you can't believe F*ck it, let's go get a 'lil bag F*ck it, let's go get a 'lil sack She give brain like she takin' a test Hollows hit you, you ain't makin' it back Let's go, let's go
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