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No face, no case, like OJ, no trace Got me feelin' like I'm O.T., Quanny Okay, okay, hoed do what I say, I'm sensei Serve niggas like a dish, eldente Where I'm from, the burg, like Clemente Quizzle here to stay permanente How you ain't full, but your men ate ? Close mouths and get fed, you been late Do your dirt by you're lonely Less you tryna have a cellmate All you wanna do is sell weight Now your life's at a stalemate I know , hating aint a male trait Steeler games love to tailgate Put respect on my name like I'm baby I be minding the business that pay me We known for smoking them cannons Your blunts be slim like Shady Free Max B, that's the wave god I get my weed on my face card Cold hearted nigga, my heart scarred Tryna get checks like A-Rod Now do what you say and say what you mean Japanese denim, ksubi the jeans Young OG, but cannon a vet Takin my spot, I'm standing on necks I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash Exotic comin' in the packs, used to be glad bags In high school you was the man, now you look bad bad I thank the lord for making me different they going out sad sad I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash Exotic comin' in the packs, used to be glad bags In high school you was the man, now you look bad bad I thank the lord for making me different and going out sad sad Young OG, but cannon a vet Take up my spot, I'm standing on necks I got now, and I got next Known to be drippy, pardon my flex All my homies on boss time All your homies on fraud time You ain't no big fish, you snail bait And we out here on shark time Whoopty, finesse your hoe out of two piece She for the gang, she a groupie Gotta have a body just to move me aye , New year, new whips, new jewelry Smoke real exotic, no poofy No more backwoods, just loose leafs In my circle, real niggas, no goofies New Benz truck fell out the sky Get bread, don't compete with your guys If one of us win, then we all won Right now, hell yeah, I'm on one Say you ballin' well where you get your ball from? Like a handyman, Quizz get the job done Say you ballin' well where you get your ball from Like a handyman, Quizz get the job done I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash Exotic, come the Pax Used to be glad bags In high school, you was the man Now you look bad, bad I thank the Lord for making me different they going out sad, sad I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash Exotic, come the Pax Used to be glad bags In high school, you was the man Now you look bad, bad I thank the Lord for making me different And going out sad, sad