(KJ, what you got goin’ on, man?)
(Eza on the beat, he cooked that sh#t)
Fourth quarter
I ain’t even gon’ lie, man, I’ve been on some sh#t, lately
For real
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)
I walk in the spot (Steppin’)
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these n#gg#s cannot compete
They know that I’m gettin’ a lot
She give me the twat (Give me that)
Been countin’ that p#ss#, I’m gettin’ a lot
I know she a thot, still give her a shot
I f#ck from the back ’til it’s twistin’ my sight
You know that I’m hot (Hot, hot, hot)
Yeah, this that city boy sh#t (Real city)
This sh#t crazy, we ain’t evеn kiss, I put some sh#t on her wrist (Let’s gеt it)
sh#t was amazing, welcome the Lord’s magic, flick of the wrist (Brr)
Pocket a chop’ right next to the drop, you can’t even pick up the sh#t
I gotta take a flick of this sh#t (Let’s go)
I know my haters be sick of this sh#t
I put a b#tch on a b#tch (On a b#tch)
Wake in the morning, I look in the mirror, it’s crazy, I’m really this rich (Shit crazy)
Feedin’ my children and makin’ my millions, I’m really as real as it gets (For real)
Poppin’ them wheelies and sh#t
I got a Glock with a ten on that sh#t and a switch on that sh#t, know we been on that sh#t
You know my n#gg#s be sendin’ that sh#t, we be goin’ to war, we be pullin’ that sh#t
We be spinnin’ that sh#t, we be bendin’ that sh#t, we be gettin’ that money and spendin’ that sh#t
Fives and tens and twenties, we never don’t count ’em, we give ’em to women and sh#t
I be drummin’ on jet with my members and sh#t, everybody in my hood gon’ remember this sh#t (Yeah)
Swear to God that my hood gon’ remember this sh#t
We can go back and forth like it’s tennis lil’ b#tch, I don’t go back and forth with no women and sh#t
Yeah, if we start it, you know we gon’ finish it, yeah
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