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(It's a Wayne beat)
Bitch (RellOnTheTrack)
Yeah
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
Hey, hey
I gotta stop poppin' these percs, got a real problem
And I only want the pint if it's sealed proper
I get this shit from AT, she a real doctor
I hit his ass close range, let him feel copper
I'm rockin' yellow, serving green, like an Oregon Duck
This my third hoe this week, and still got more to fuck
I was trappin' out a bando that was boarded up
You tryna match a four or more? Nigga pour it up
Dexter ate another eight, we done poured a brick
You snitchin' on your own fam? Boy you bold as shit
Got on two hunnid worth of ice, I'm cold as shit
I could teach you how to work a fully, control the wrist
Everyday I'm chasing pape, I need all of it
I got a pint, Ri got a pint, we drinkin' all of it
If you can locate the drank, hit the call button
All them niggas sayin' they got the bag, but they all bluffin'
Catch me ridin' Ocean Drive with the top off
He ain't got the real Celine, that's a knock-off
I been itchin' for a body, go on and pop off
I sold this shit the hard way, nigga not soft
Hungnem had a blow house right down the street
And if you got some hard heads send 'em down to me
I'm kind of accurate with this K, who down to see?
I hit a four point play and we down by three
Let me check my AP, we on real nigga timing
I wanna see my fam all the time, but I'm grinding
Bro, we really made it out the mud, now we shinin'
Put in hard work and you can tell by all these diamonds
Huh, I know they bright, right?
VVS', you can use them as a night light
The first time I ever took a thirty, I went night-night
Come on down, you the winner if the price right
You want a slab, couple bows, and some ice, right?
How I babysit? Teach the kids how to fight-fight
I raced a bitch at twelve o'clock, this the bike life
Lean got me on the ropes, it's a tight fight
Crib bigger than a bitch, I got lost in it
Bro be trippin' with that chopper like he autistic
I got some red from twenty-twelve, this shit authentic
If you got a plug on this shit, then we can talk business
Shit, I'm buying everything if it's all vintage
Fifty cal' hit his ass, knock off a small pigment
Now really worry 'bout the hoes, but they all pickin'
I got some dogs bitin' hard, yeah they all vicious