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I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something

Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'

I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something

Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'

'Cause bih my momma need a crib and I'm gon' get one

If I don't run me up a M I'm finna hit somethin'

My big brother ran the strip 'til he got wrapped up

Got two bitches inna coupe, I got 'em lapped up

I got a house around my neck, I told her add it up

It ain't no secret bitch, I fucked round, ran a bag up

Like it's been hard to tell the good from the evil

Movie clips, my lil' nigga made a regal

Like if I knew it was a blitz I wouldn't leave you

I lost my brother now I feel like my heart see through

Like who I'm 'posed to run it up and break a sack with?

I caught a jugg, I'm on a one-way out to Gatwick

I got a thick London bitch, she like my accent

Voodoo lady, that lil' pussy got some magic

I know I always play it bool but I ain't average

I was broker than a bitch now I'm havin'

I see the light, just gotta make it through the madness

In that red magic carpet like Aladdin

I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something

Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'

'Cause bih my momma need a crib and I'm gon' get one

If I don't run me up a M I'm finna hit somethin'

My big brother ran the strip 'til he got wrapped up

Got two bitches inna coupe, I got 'em lapped up

I got a house around my neck, I told her add it up

It ain't no secret bitch, I fucked round, ran a bag up

TSA steady trippin'

We got too much chicken

Broward baby clutchin' on the Drake

While I'm at the lickin'

Lappin' up my dawg, punchin' in while I blitz the kitchen

Presidential Rollie, get it flooded like I'm Richard Nixon

When you jump off the porch go and do a mission

Measure up your aim before you beam, you gotta have precision

I'ma zombie on earth but I'm still livin'

Mind you, they done left me in the can but I'm still diggin'

I told Danny we some stars, duckin' paparazzi

Papi steak for lunch and for dinner we gon' eat hibachi

I was rockin' and 1s when they had huaraches

Wayne Gretzky serving straight Tina like I'm playin' hockey

I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something

Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'

'Cause bih my momma need a crib and I'm gon' get one

If I don't run me up a M I'm finna hit somethin'

My big brother ran the strip 'til he got wrapped up

Got two bitches inna coupe, I got 'em lapped up

I got a house around my neck, I told her add it up

It ain't no secret bitch, I fucked round, ran a bag up