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Aye cut off the f*ckin autotune n*gga I'm comin' different on this motherf*cka' Aye, Sauce Gang, YBF sh*t, you know the f*ckin vibes n*gga You know how we comin' Every song that I'm doin', it slap, slap, slap F*ck with my Crips and my Slatt, Slatt, Slatts Back in this b*tch All my n*ggas is killers I promise they won't ever snitch We getting rich Made that lil' n*gga shut up That n*gga talk too much sh*t He really a lick N*gga ain't with the sh*t Say he trapping since he was like 6 That n*gga a b*tch I be f*ckin with hittas, I promise them n*ggas don't miss My Glock got a d*ck If you really got it why you gotta flex My n*ggas ballin' and still 'bout a check Got so many shots, this extendo a rec Too many b*tches, they for my n*ggas Y'all n*ggas trappin', I'm in a sprinter I'm doing shows, b*tch I ain't no beginner Pray when I can, but I know I'm a sinner I make a call and my n*ggas on go Don't play with these n*ggas, can't f*ck with no h*e Number one rule, act like you broke Say f*ck it and go get a bag on the low Ice on my neck After I f*ck a b*tch, she be sayin' she cold I said, "Baby you know I'm on froze" That's the reason I keep me a pole You didn't know Back in this b*tch All my n*ggas is killers, I promise they won't ever snitch We gettin rich Made that lil' n*gga shut up, that n*gga talk too much sh*t He really a lick N*gga ain't with the sh*t, say he trappin' since he was like 6 That n*gga a b*tch I be f*ckin with hittas, I promise them n*ggas don't miss My Glock got a d*ck I got h*es to the right and the left of me Got too many, I need a vasectomy Got my wrist in the pot with no recipe N*gga hatin', his b*tch prolly slept with me If you broke, then lil' n*gga don't sit with me 20 b*tches, they all wanna get with me Talkin' sh*t but yo h*e want a pic with me Fell in love with a b*tch and I'm f*ckin' too Got yo h*e on my d*ck, what you wanna do If I tell em to slide, then they comin' through YBF been the family, they comin' too And I ain't trying to sit here, I wanna move That's the reason I'm finna drop out of school N*ggas pocket watching, so I keep a tool On yo couch and I smell like yo h*e perfume Back in this b*tch All my n*ggas is killers, I promise they won't ever snitch We gettin rich Made that lil' n*gga shut up, that n*gga talk too much sh*t He really a lick N*gga ain't with the sh*t, say he trappin' since he was like 6 That n*gga a b*tch I be f*ckin with hittas, I promise them n*ggas don't miss My Glock got a d*ck