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1453 yea hear me!
Uh yeah, bitch I'm back trippin
Energy up on the beat, you know I'm finna act wit it
Tryna knock a nigga ho, see the jeans, baby I stack different
Free'd a nigga bitch, ain't no cuffin, baby I'm back pimpin
I turn the bitch up, you give a front, the money backflipping
Got it out the mud, fresh nigga, never goin' back in it
Free ya bitch baby, yang gang, you can't fuck with it
I hold a lot of power, big shit, see if he can duck 50
East Oakland nigga, can't help it, if I'm arrogant
Way too many red flags on her, I had to cut the bitch
Told the bitch no cuffin, baby, I just wanna ball
Ridin' round town with a new bitch, finna buy the mall
Posting your location while we huntin, you just wanna fall
My shades on, can't see the bullshit, bitch, I'm Ray Charles
Another man down, on the ground, look like Pacquiao
He was talkin' hella wild, hella foul, I had to pack him out Berry B
Yeah, point the chop at his coco melon
Ksubi jeans with the foreign shit, so I'm dojo steppin
Shit, I can tell that shit fake, boy your logo failing
Know niggas who can't show they face, you don't know no felons
And I heard your bitch goin, always spreadin' her legs
I'm finna take my bitch to pound town, she look sexy in red
I'll move that shit on Greyhound just to make my bread
I can't move around with them clowns, they attractin' the feds
Nigga never caught a ship, we heard his bins be dead
Treat a nigga like a brand-new vape, fill his ass with lead
I had to put the drink down, fuckin' up my liver
Gary Payton, wood to the face, I almost caught a splinter
You slid in her cash shop, boy, I hit that shit for free
Ten thousand in my mouth, so she lickin' on my teeth
It's Mr.two lil baby, got it tatted on my sleeve
She can't forget a young nigga (P I Two Z's)
Fly nigga like the Jets, I'm so high, she can't see
Pass a nigga bitch, cause I'm a dog, nigga
I said she can't talk right now, got my balls in her
A few thousand on her wrist, bitch, we call that Van Cleef