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S-Y-L-T, you know the gang strong, I got a thang zoned
I'm rollin' up, she tryna fuck me with my chain on
But she a bop, we keep on fuckin' to the same song
She think she on my team, for real, this bitch James Jones
I'm not a tender dick, or a big spender trick
Only way I pay for that pussy is if you finna split
And I ain't buyin' shit, can't even have a sip
If I'm lyin' and I'm dyin', bitch, I feel like a pimp
I like my bitches off drugs and empty vodka bottles
So I blow coke in her face, like I'm Papa Shango
She tryna do me right, and folks in them yards
Truly must play for the bases, cause folks in them odds
I bump expensive tastes, leanin' like I seen the Jakes
Look me in my eyes, see a killer in disguise
Right hand famous, I'm famous, but with the pies
No more lovin' hoes, I'm sharin' them with the guys
So when she start bustlin', it'll never be a surprise
Catch him with a pocket full of it and take that
Glitch with the switch, I bet homie don't shake that
Since he talkin' tough, I'ma shoot where his face at
Hollows in the clip, I put it in like a 8-track
You gon' need a doctor, cause this bitch givin' face tap
They gon' need skin off your ass to replace that
We don't do no woofin', I'm catchin' niggas poppin'
And seein' you with your dead-ass homies, the only option
East Bluff, 1800, bitch, we the toppin'
And you can get your banana split, not bein' cautious
Wait, I don't think they know who I am, no
Two SKS's got me feelin' like I'm Rambo
I bump expensive tastes, leanin' like I seen the Jakes
Fuck Drivin' Fast Forward, slow your ass down
I bump expensive tastes, leanin' like I seen the Jakes
Fuck Drivin' Fast Forward, slow your ass down
I bump expensive tastes, leanin' like I seen the Jakes
Fuck Drivin' Fast Forward, slow your ass down