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Hook Uh They gave me pain, uh Then I took off from that pressure They like what he on? Shit I got niggas guessing I just write about it I got Diamonds from depression, I was rite about it Now I pull up VVS’S Never Been No bitch nigga, nah Play with me you gone get disfigured Hit niggas? Nah I got seven on my hip wit it Rich nigga, still gone grab my gun and do a hit wit it Six bitches, the way I get my way, don’t make no sense wit it Verse Me and bro, We ain’t have no money, we was on the road Now I got it, Bitches wanna kiss me on they tippy toes Blow a bag baby, I ain't tripping I got plenty more henny, rose or I do Azul for the pretty hoes Pull up Inna 650i Got Ah nine, and my jit wit me Heard I’m getting chips now, these bitches wanna dip with me Niggas wasn’t sellin 3.5s, on that strip wit me Niggas who ain’t risk they life with me, can’t get lit with me I had to bo guard I was dolo from the jump, and I worked so hard Shit I got what they want All them Niggas rode off I made my way out that cut And for my road dogs Shit they get what they want Hook Uh They gave me pain, uh Then I took off from that pressure They like what he on? Shit I got niggas guessing I just write about it I got Diamonds from depression, I was rite about it Now I pull up VVS’S Never Been No bitch nigga, nah Play with me you gone get disfigured Hit niggas? Nah I got seven on my hip wit it Rich nigga, still gone grab my gun and do a hit wit it Six bitches, the way I get my way, don’t make no sense wit it VERSE 2 They ain't never listen to me, now they vibe with it I could do a lot with it, drive it off the lot with it Told my brothers pick it up, and never drop with it Stay on hots with it, even if you pop with it If I hit Lil momma from the back, uh, Good f*ck You think you could really get her back, uh, good luck I make Lil momma get attached, oh you don’t know ? She done told me bout yo lil stash, now you on the floor We was swimming in Azul, uh With ah tool, Uh Who wiling to shoot, win or loose I know you ain’t real, uh & that’s facts, uh I could give a pack to my shooter, get you packed up Hook Uh They gave me pain, uh Then I took off from that pressure They like what he on? Shit I got niggas guessing I just write about it I got Diamonds from depression, I was rite about it Now I pull up VVS’S Never Been No bitch nigga, nah Play with me you gone get disfigured Hit niggas? Nah I got seven on my hip wit it Rich nigga, still gone grab my gun and do a hit wit it Six bitches, the way I get my way, don’t make no sense wit it
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