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Well damn Well damn Well Damn Well Damn Doin all the shit like I'm supposed 2 Don't know what a nigga really go through Fucking with them ratchets they do bad 4 me. Yeah them bitches they to bad 4 me. Doin all the shit like I'm supposed 2 Don't know what a nigga really go through Fucking with them ratchets they do bad 4 me. Yeah them bitches they to bad 4 me. When I step up in this shit U see the bands up in this bitch Hear the music in this shit Because I blew it on my fit Throw some D's up on that whip No I throw some D's up on her tits Like them titties don't exist And like a Uber they gon Lyft Pistol Poppin aint no coppin aint no topping aint no robbin aint no rockin aint no flockin (throw some D's up on that whip) You's a target thow it back and then I caught it ran it back now thats a option For that caption (Throw some D's up on that Bih) Yeah I'm radical, I'm fuckin radical, you know I'm radical I told that bih to leave and dont come back thats a sabbatical I can't even complain, yeah we on some different latitudes Thats tactical, Can't give you genitals only accept fellatio That Cali Groove, I'm in a better mood, I think I'm floating too You smoking loud, I just smoked an 8th of some forbidden fruit You killing me, fuckin killin me, dont you get some money too. I'm in the coupe , you can't see the roof, look what I did to you. Murda she wrote yagatan, Murda she wrote Murda she wrote yagatan, Murda she wrote Doin all the shit like I'm supposed 2 Don't know what a nigga really go through Fucking with them ratchets they do bad 4 me. Yeah them bitches they to bad 4 me. Doin all the shit like I'm supposed 2 Don't know what a nigga really go through Fucking with them ratchets they do bad 4 me. Yeah them bitches they to bad 4 me. T.Lou I don't want them hoes, I want yo info Slide me them digits I need all 10 of them shawty, that there is a 10-4 Create a waterfall baby just using one digit in tuned with ya tempo I make the shit fresh, poppin like mento Bad mama hanging with me like we broke a jim crow. Travel the galaxy, Intergalactically in a pinto Dappin up all my kin folk , (can I live) Look Is that a insult, I'm in penthouse You on 5th flo Call ya Bra man I leave with a center fold You leaving with a Man Oh Man, Aye man How you throw shade when you not in the section? (Aye man) I'm living the dream and this aint no inception Fuckin haters keep that paper on me like a now later Pimpin no cannon gators Keep it a G if we counting favors Savin the recipe still a flavor Came from the cookin naw you aint playa I'm like a saver with life savers Like a whole school full of HC slaters Im a whole food you can thank me later Got they feelins hurt like oww Do it my way till I'm out (Do it my way till I'm out) I dont need none of this shit wit no clout (I dont need none of this shit wit no clout) Sippin Crown straight like Bow And my crown straight nigga Bow Call me your highness Doin all the shit like I'm supposed 2 Don't know what a nigga really go through Fucking with them ratchets they do bad 4 me. Yeah them bitches they to bad 4 me. Doin all the shit like I'm supposed 2 Don't know what a nigga really go through Fucking with them ratchets they do bad 4 me. Yeah them bitches they to bad 4 me.
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