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Aye
Aye
Damn damn damn
It's Duchess, again
And another one
Ho
Mmm mmm mmm
Ho
And another one (ho)
Ho
Let's go
Fuck cops, bitch
Where were you when I was on the corner? (huh?)
I wasn't selling pussy
Bitch, I'm serving quarters (bitch)
Crossing state borders
Dropping off a couple orders
My man's watching
For them white and black Explorer's
Catch me posted in the trap
Don't forget I'm strapped
Waiting on the pack
I'm the one who kept the hood strapped
Every week, dropped off straps in a book bag
Keep two, sell the rest
Ooh, I love his black MAC
Motherfucker jet black
Sweep you under door mats
When they see the racks
They try to short the sack
Shoot him when he circle back
He ain't coming back
Oh, you got a problem now, bitch?
You know where I'm at
Have you running for your life
Out of breath, cardiac
Tryna run her off
Shoot you in the back, spinal tap
Sit back
Cup of Henny, Special Cognac
Thinking of a minor set back for a comeback
Motherfuckers see me in a mix, I draw back
I'm something like a quickie bitch, I bust fast
Don't try me out for fun, I keep guns like a pack rat
Got the trap jumping, while you bitches shakin' ass
In the club, gettin' one's, make 'em last (aye)
Bitch, I'm standing with the racks on me
Big strap on me, bitch
Big facts, bitch (bitch)
Where ya at, bitch? (bitch)
Think fast, bitch (bitch)
The trap the only thing I'm tryna make pop
Ain't afraid to make the glock pop, bitch
Ain't afraid to make the block hot, bitch
'Bout to turn up on an opp block