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Yeah
We got NSC in the building man
You know what the fuck going on
Aye
Pass me my lighter
New bankroll and it folded like a taco
Bro hit a lick it disappeared like Picasso
We don't chase nothing to come to us like Pronto
Still pourin' up, cup thick like gelato
Told her, chill, I ain't tryna do too much
Phone ring twice, that's another play I'm keepin' up
If my girl don't love a nigga, hope the racks still keep in touch
I'm off that shit like every day
I'm on yo block like twin wassup?
I done fuck so many hoes I can't even count them up
Say Li bro I'm off that shit like it probably got me stuck
I was a li boy then, but kebotlo been risin' up
I had saw the opps out like you, ain't got no Glock or nun?
I might pull another four and let it settle slow
Every time I touch the mic, then it's a better flow
Heard li bro, was scary as a bitch, then what he steppin' for?
Baby, when you say my name, that shit a blessing though
I was high as hell trippin' wea my 7 go?
Go to imessage put my number, tryna to text a goat
Wish I ain't had to text that bitch
WishI could text her throat
If we not tryin' to fuck now, then what we textin' for?
New bankroll, and it folded like a taco
Bro hit a lick it disappeared like Picasso
We don't chase nun it come to us like Pronto
Still pourin' up, cup thick like Gelato
Nigga askin' wea I get pills?
I don't buy those
Off so much reefer right now, I got a Za code
Diamonds on my fuckin' neck, they like a lightpole
If you can't see me shinin' right now, you got your eyes closed
Bad bitch, ass fat, no waist trainer
Off Za real bad, I need a pacemaker
Gettin' cheese, that's what I know
Round here, you been a hoe
NSC, that be the bros
Play with them, we at yo throat
Had to sit down in the stu, I had to lock in
Told Gee grab the gun, weon do no fightin