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Yeah, hell of a feeling that dirty bread clean bands just can't compare Team full of schemes that Easter pink for my youngins up in the air F*ck the bitch once might delete her I don't need her I don't keep her I get busy out here Back against the wall f*ck em all never stall you gon ball or is you scared? Yeah, hell of a feeling that dirty bread clean bands just can't compare Team full of schemes that Easter pink for my youngins up in the air F*ck the bitch once might delete her I don't need her I don't keep her I get busy out here Back against the wall f*ck em all never stall you gon ball or is you scared? Run it up, with all my young motherfuckers it don't make sense if it don't, double up Blow gas I don't pass pour a three in a tea it don't, bubble up Love to see a bad bitch on me somersault on my dick bitch f*ck it up I be getting to the bread every day of the month, and I ain't taking off Six bands in my pocket trying to make a flip No shopping unless we cop more motherfucking zips I don't really give a f*ck if it ain't profiting I dog a bitch raw and I don't do that condom shit I'm off pills staring at my bills pondering I cut em off I don't show no acknowledgment You see me stance on snakes is abolish it I'm smoking dope getting neck and she polish it I'm top dog dominant with this money shit bitch I'm Tom Brady quarterback bro set the blitz I'm getting to it getting to it f*ck the government Says who who says I ain't running shit I got motherfucking bands to put out the hit Bands make her dance xans make her suck dick I got plans to fall off but get damn rich Got scars I just broke off the bandage Got dogs in the can straight bandits RIP my scums died off the fet Xanax Shit real in the scum could be ya man next That's why I live to the fullest pourin up to Retch Making plays playing Albee popping percocets All my bitches is a mess but got that wet wet I know killers did it off the cigarette wet None of my bitches got respect but all of my bitches in check All of my youngins bout wreck all of my youngins on go All of my youngins move dope Yeah all of my bros out control all my motherfuckers cold All of my bros they know all of these hoes could go All of these motherfuckers fake I don't give a f*ck about none I'ma let shit be known How you talking heavy and I ain't never heard ya I'm a back seat boy providing too service Put bands on the motherfucking flip And my only wish is that it double up like turner Run this shit up YE on the come up NJSG motherfuckers don't want it I've seen dope dreams turn to a hustle, fucking with me set you up in the garden Yeah, hell of a feeling that dirty bread clean bands just can't compare Team full of schemes that Easter pink for my youngins up in the air F*ck the bitch once might delete her I don't need her I don't keep her I get busy out here Back against the wall f*ck em all never stall you gon ball or is you scared? Yeah, hell of a feeling that dirty bread clean bands just can't compare Team full of schemes that Easter pink for my youngins up in the air F*ck the bitch once might delete her I don't need her I don't keep her I get busy out here Back against the wall f*ck em all never stall you gon ball or is you scared?