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Mac and cheese out this Kraft eating with the team
Stacking green going ham fresh as Listerine
Cutting niggas off like a guillotine
Floyd with the losses pack him out like a Philippine
Cruising to the function higher than a jet
Hoes like the Polo and do the crew necks
You salty you's a Mort nigga
I'm seasoned spring winter fall summer sport nigga
Your girl love the bull run me till my D rose
She's a rebound I slam her from the free throw
Jamming to this hit Toshi Welch is great
Blood and cuz bang with me cause family relates
Repping for the O no squares to be found
Shout out to Baby Lo he the voice of the town
Big D Moe come through tuck your chain around
Stand up guy and Jay's Brown better
Who ordered the beef
Got money standing tall you sitting short in your seat
Got two broads with me and they low on they knees
I'm faded ready to party they can't start without me
Hands in the air
Nigga got a problem catch a fare
She gon' twerk it in the chair
It's going up it's going up it's going up
I'm hella high lava bars
She used to be your girl but she's no longer yours
She chose up when she seen the G step in the door
I'm getting to the money she's tired of being poor
I'm on the block with my block niggas
Quick to break a buster down chop chop nigga
Quick to break a brick down and flood the block nigga
Chop your bitch down and send her right to the block nigga
Out in Dago man we get it in
From Southeast to Oceanside even in the pen
619 760 We setting trends
Got them trying to copy us and wanna be our friends
Nah I draw down and make them get down
I only smoke the blunt but I smell like a pound
I know you heard of the Hitr yes I am a hound
But I got some blue rags that'll make you
Who ordered the beef
Got money standing tall you sitting short in your seat
Got two broads with me and they low on they knees
I'm faded ready to party they can't start without me
Hands in the air
Nigga got a problem catch a fare
She gon' twerk it in the chair
It's going up it's going up it's going up
Might stop by the bar still pop a bottle
Your little bitch like a three you think the bitch a model
Before you get the guap need the avocado
Fucking up some commas with my bros sipping rub aside them
Look bitch I'm a two time felon
With the 40 by the Fendi got a mouth like Welvin
I'm in the C section niggas in the B section
We ain't on that bougie shit gang sign street flexing
Southern California at its finest
Get served with the extras like a motherfucking diner
Dick up in that pussy we checking niggas vaginas
Know some real die moves sporting flags like China
And I been fly cripping ask Kobe nigga
Been getting money sending bitches is a hobby nigga
I done robbed niggas niggas wanna rob me nigga
But on the club I shoot if they try me nigga
Who ordered the beef
Got money standing tall you sitting short in your seat
Got two broads with me and they low on they knees
I'm faded ready to party they can't start without me
Hands in the air
Nigga got a problem catch a fare
She gon' twerk it in the chair
It's going up it's going up it's going up