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OH OKAY!
- Only dream is just to be the greatest
- Smoke marijuana, I love the fragrance
- 7 figures, man, this shit amazin'
- Cartier lenses, I can see 'em hatin'
- The sky's the limit, I stay lookin' up
- If you don't know my name, then you can look it up
- From the bottom, but I took it up
- Still be trappin', my brothers, I hook 'em up
- Heard it's a bag on my head, I ain't duckin' no beef
- Bitch, you know I'm still takin' the top off
- My shooters ain't takin' no jumpers, they like to do lay ups
- We pull up and knockin' his top off
- Oh okay!
- Hot like the flex in that photo race
- Sip act, I need like four more dranks
- Big body, I need like four more lanes
- Clutch the gang, I need like four more chains
- Only dream is just to be the greatest
- Smoke marijuana, I love the fragrance
- 7 figures, man, this shit amazin'
- Cartier lenses, I can see 'em hatin'
- The sky's the limit, I stay lookin' up
- If you don't know my name, then you can look it up
- From the bottom, but I took it up
- Still be trappin', my brothers, I hook 'em up
- Feel like I got scoliosis, bitch,
- I get massages while ridin' around in that Maybach
- If you say you want beef,
- We ain't doin' no squashin', hell nah, we ain't doin' no takebacks
- On the 'Gram wit' a row,
- When I see you in person, you know we don't have shit, we take that
- Don't want pussy, lil' hoe, where yo' face at?
- Dick in her throat, yeah, I'm fuckin' her face back
- Face all my problems, I don't do no crime
- I pop an addy, then pour up a lime
- I'm on the gram wit' a Glock and a pine
- I ain't stressin' and still fold my P.O
- Knock knock, if you knock wrong,
- Then we shootin' his ass through the peephole
- Keep a .40 and it's holdin' a three oh
- Cock on my Glock, yeah, my Glock got a deepthroat
- Rollin' my pockets, you notice we keep those
- Heard it's a bag on my head, I ain't duckin' no beef
- Bitch, you know I'm still takin' the top off
- My shooters ain't takin' no jumpers, they like to do lay ups
- We pull up and knockin' his top off
- Oh okay!
- Hot like the flex in that photo race
- Sip act, I need like four more dranks
- Big body, I need like four more lanes
- Clutch the gang, I need like four more chains
- I spent a wraith on my jewelry and still
- Walk around with a whole bunch of bands on me
- Know that boy, he ain't 'bout it,
- He stay in the track, I can tell, when he see me, he ran from me
- I'm too famous for trappin', I copped me a low,
- Gave that straight to my bro, that's my brother's pack
- Spent some thousands on guns just to get to the game,
- Bitch, you know I can't let none of my brothers lack
- Ice on my body, I feel like a glacier,
- Yo' bitch but she fucked me, I swear I ain't make her
- Ain't stressin' bout bitches, I need me some paper
- Squares in my circle, I bet they got boxed
- Brand new Glock .40, I gave it a cock
- I can't go back to them days I was stuck in
- Them chains, man I swear I hate sleepin' on cots
- I do this shit for my brothers so they can
- Quit trappin', I still see 'em sleep on the block
- If I got a problem, they creep on the block
- Know niggas pop, so I sleep wit' my Glock
- In the waters, bitch I creep wit' my ride
- I can't' do shit that a fuck nigga
- Do, Imma real nigga wit' a steel nigga
- You get killed nigga just for lookin' wrong
- Fuck you, I hope you took it wrong
- Heard it's a bag on my head, I ain't duckin' no beef
- Bitch, you know I'm still takin' the top off
- My shooters ain't takin' no jumpers, they like to do lay ups
- We pull up and knockin' his top off
- Oh okay!
- Hot like the flex in that photo race
- Sip act, I need like four more dranks
- Big body, I need like four more lanes
- Clutch the gang, I need like four more chains
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