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Uh
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Father Father
Yeah
Look
Uh
Spark me a J
Ain't no way that they high as us
How y'all got in here
Lil' bitch, they invited us
I keep a grip on the hip to the right
In case they don't wanna fight
Cause I know they ain't likin' us
You don't speak on it, I don't respect it
You can't box me in cause I'm way too eclectic
I'm highly respected
Still with this shits I'm divinely protected
Still makin' hits better watch where you steppin
With shoes like this I could trip up a stepper
Damn probably could teach a profe
I said I probably could teach a professor
Huh, bags on me when I walk in the party
She dancin' on me when I walk in the party
Huh, she show me love, she show me affection
Plenty of panties, I got a collection
Plenty of powder, sugar, confection
Niggas had crossed me, I had to ble-ble
Niggas that cross me, I had to bless em
I keep em off me, they smithin' we-we
I keep em off me, they Smith and Wesson
I'm out of orbit, feel like a Jetson
White girl smart yeah, I call her Gretchen
Voting for father, fuck the election
Halo over my head
Wings on my back, pay respect to the dead
Count up them racks when I hop out the bed
Straight to the trap, they lookin' for me
They know where I'm at
Halo over my head
Wings on my back, pay respect to the dead
Count up them racks when I hop out the bed
Straight to the trap, they lookin' for me
They know where I'm at
Halo over my head
Halo over my head
Halo over my head
Halo over my head
Wings on my back, pay respect to the dead
Count up them racks when I hop out the bed