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Hello? Shit, I'm different, I'ma get that diamond pendant Hittin' the gas, I'm passin' the limit, life of the party, I'm fuckin' the bitches Henny and Coke, get a lil' tipsy, I'm on a run Long live Nipsey, throwin' the oop, hoes be trippin Gettin' the bag, I'm on a mission, ayy Feelin' distant, ayy, tic for tac and this shit, ayy If I don't get it on my own, who gon' drive the Distance, ayy Get it done from knees to face, I'll get her knees paid New attachment, Blu-rays, like DVDs played I don't know, but she hit different, make her touch her toes Ten out of ten, make her smile different, get her veneers froze Fly like off a cliff, and just one night, I get a bag flip Can't mess up, my differentials, Jakes' right behind the whip We don't trust you bitches, just like Metro Gettin' pesos from a Pedro, hatin' old heads, like them niggas retro Hoes open legs and arms for a nigga Who just beat him when they meet him Hoes keep lyin, want a nigga who won't fight for em On the other side, pussies always pull a knife on em You ain't gang, LA-ME, you bitches lame Suckin' dick for two week fame, she f*ck with us and call us porn Pack of real niggas, always tryna, catch a vibe with the gang Man, I feel a lil' different, gotta sippin' liquor got me pissin And this new cologne I'm wearin, guaranteed to satisfy your mrs And if it's bout the mula, best believe I got perfect attendance Ain't wearin' no more skinny clothes, my shirt designer and my pants are fitted My fit whiter than a dentist And all my shit is mine, stop askin' if my whip is rented Nigga, any who, pull out doin' donuts, burn out all of y'all Any who, keep my scanner on, can't get the feds involved Any who, bad bitch in the A, take her to the mall Any who, before I lay the rest, I need a thirty ball Nigga, I'm only 19, but smooth, just like a billionaire Them boys touch one of us, they go up in the air, with Mr. O'Hare Nigga, let's see how you rockin, be wantin' to scrap But niggas won't square up with me, cause niggas know how to get Boy, it really ain't fair Walk in my closet don't know what to wear The Prada, the Gucci, the Louis, my carpet a bear Say that you want, hoe ain't want me, guess I was there for the plot Gone for three months, and probably some change, I barely had me a spot I'm on one night, no gunna Say she wanna get married, don't wunna (want her) F*ck all the niggas and teachers that hated in school Miss Thomas, I'm on the come up Choppa a nigga, shoot up the party If I don't get no play, I'm fuckin' the fun up, ay I don't know, but she hit different Make her touch her toes Ten out of ten, make her smile different Get her veneers froze Fly like off a cliff And just one night, I get a bag flipped Can't mess up my differentials Jakes are right behind the whip Any who, pull out doin' donuts, burn out all of y'all Any who, keep my scanner on, can't get the feds involved Any who, bad bitch in the A, take her to the mall Any who, before I lay the rest, I need a thirty ball
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