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You got to know we guapin' (guapin'), pockets extra sloppy (what?)
Don't I love my vegetables? Extra cheese and broccoli (what?)
Don't Yung L.A. like to kick it like karate? (Karate)
Don't I be with J-Money (come on) servin' everybody? (Ayy, I really be with J-Money-, come on, come on)
G-gotta to know I pop shit, money long like Monopoly (Monopoly)
Y-youngest in my city with a milli, like who toppin me? (Who fuckin' toppin' me?)
Whole lot of opps gone, bullets flyin', just for droppin' three (droppin' work)
I heard he got hit and still survived, should've been R.I.P
Let me shut up on probation now but still be makin' sounds (makin' sounds)
Ain't no new guys in this bitch, who I be with, they chase shit down
Free Lil' Switches, soon as he get him a bond, I bet he be out that jam (out that jam)
Broke-ass opps gon' be in that bitch for a minute 'cause none of them got no paper, paper (huh)
I don't wanna fuck, say later, later, sippin' on Tris', my favorite flavor
He the type to speak on mine, fuck droppin' dimes, I drop that bag (drop that bag)
Every car I had, know this shit sad but I damn near crashed (skrrt)
It's alright, he like to hang out the window, lil' bro stuck out, all he know is to kick dope
Tryna tell twin stop trippin' about that bitch, ain't your fault that she goin' (ain't your fault, gang)
I gave racks to whoever I want when I got rich, no man, I'm on (no man)
Micro ARP tucked in my pants, sometimes this bitch be showin' (fuck)
Ain't gon' trippin, my ho fuck up, that's on her, her chance she blowin'
Rich-ass nigga when I walk to the corner store, AP on and don't ID (don't ID)
I know that my ex ho mad, I got a brand new bitch and I'm in my P (in my P)
She don't like when I full of these drugs, get active, whenever I'm off 15 (Perky)
Might just act a fool, get in that mood, damn near drop my ski
Whatever you wanna do, nigga, we can do it (we can do it)
Run up that bag, all I know is get to it (get to it)
Incognito, everything fully, you dumb if you think you can duck these bullets (brrt)
Ayy, Of-Off White shoes, I walk around with expensive feet (expensive feet)
Finna go drop twenty on my teeth, it costs to talk to me
It costs to talk to my bitch too, she really don't like none of you hoes (don't like you hoes)
Up the blick with ice all on my wrist, watch how the pussy froze
I say fuck them niggas, they wasn't there when I was down bad broke (down bad broke)
To my day ones, I can't wait 'til we back outside doin' shows
G-gotta to know I pop shit, money long like Monopoly (Monopoly)
Youngest in my city with a milli, like who toppin me? (Who toppin' me?)
Whole lot of opps gone, bullets flyin', just for droppin' three (droppin' work)
I heard he got hit and still survived, should've been R.I.P. (bitch)
Let me shut up on probation now but still be makin' sounds (makin' sounds)
Ain't no new guys in this bitch, who I be with, they chase shit down (they chase him)
Free Lil' Switches, soon as he get him a bond, I bet he be out that jam (out that jam)
Broke-ass opps gon' be in that bitch for a minute 'cause none of them got no paper, paper
None of them got no fuckin' money, broke-ass opps
Wrong w-, fuck wrong with these niggas?
Big BAK, nigga
Know we chase shit down, fuck goin' on?
Come on