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Look, I’m grippin’ that stick while I’m drivin’ real fast
Got a bad b#tch she look just like Stacey Dash
n#gg#s talkin’ ’bout cash but they on they land
Catch a opp, bet I won’t give him no pass
In the trap break a scale that’s digital damage
Up the cut with a mask and I look like a bandit
She a bad b#tch, but the b#tch really don’t have sh#t
Off the top roll Luciano wipe your
I’ma just up it, 21
Sellin’ OG, smokin’ on Runtz
That n#gg# broke, Goonrich I’m up
Diamonds they hit, hit him with ups
Too many pounds in the air ’bout to touch it
Hop in the coupe used to be on the bus
Dropped out of school I start servin’ that butter
Got to watch how you move, that might be undercover
Outside jammin’, this sh#t drummin’
I’m in the trap all day for the motherf#ckin’ money
This a hundred-band jugg n#gg# you know we gon’ run it
I had a hell of a run but a n#gg# still runnin’
I ain’t totin’ no stick b#tch I put the drum in [?
Hop in the coupe see 12 hit the lights and I’m runnin’
And my bro locked down in the cell with a
We gon’ stay down stack it up f#ck up the summer
And I’m two cups tired up pourin’ up drank
And these n#gg#s try to do what I do but they can’t
And my young n#gg# hop out the coupe and he aim
We gon’ shoot at your brain this sh#t feel like the range
I don’t f#ck with no rappers give a f#ck ’bout your name
We gon’ catch him outside and we snatchin’ his chain
We got clean dope auntie tryin’ to find her a vein
You gon’ take you a L just to pop at the gang
Look, I’m grippin’ that stick while drivin’ real fast
Got a bad b#tch she look just like Stacey Dash
n#gg#s talkin’ ’bout cash but they on they land
Catch a opp, bet I won’t give him no pass
In the trap break a scale that’s digital damage
Up the cut with a mask and I look like a bandit
She a bad b#tch, but the b#tch really don’t have sh#t
Off the top roll Luciano wipe your
I’ma just up it, 21
Sellin’ OG, smokin’ on Runtz
That n#gg# broke, Goonrich I’m up
Diamonds they hit, hit him with ups
Too many pounds in the air ’bout to touch it
Hop in the coupe used to be on the bus
Dropped out of school I start servin’ that butter
Got to watch how you move, that might be undercover
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