All my n#gg#s 60, we mobbin’ and sh#t
We don’t play no games, we came with sticks
Do not do no drills, we sending them hits
Turnt up, I’m on my rich n#gg# sh#t
When this sh#t drop, it’s my 4 day , Lil b#tch
Pushin’ them pounds , we ain’t pushin’ no bricks
That’s OG, I’m on my Tracy Morgan sh#t
Hop in foreign cars , yeah , I’m doing the dash
Opp pack, we smoking opps into ash
Draco dirty, this a 30 round mag
Dumb lil’ b#tch, yeah you f#ck with the bag
b#tches be crippin’ so you know they gone crash
Spent 300 just to hold up my #ss
Waste of money cause I still show my #ss
f#ck n#gg#, I’m just doing the dash
Pounds of weed so I’m blowing big gas
f#ck 12, that b#tch on my #ss
Press one button , I’ll break the whole dash
{?} , you can’t hang with the flame
Big dollars, you can call me Lil Dame
Black {?}, yeah , I’m leaving a stain
My n#gg#s we grill, we leaving a flamе
Skyboxing, got dope on the plane
Balls hurt, lil b#tch, givе me brain
Big dog , lil n#gg#s on chains
Give me my crown, I feel like King James
Keep a Curry, yeah , this 30 gone bang
Been gettin’ money, I ain’t new to the game
Foreign big body , I can’t stay in my lane
This gelato burnin’ , going straight to the brain
Major n#gg# cause I’m bringing the pain
Game changer cause I’m changing the game
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