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[Intro] (Who?) (Me?) Gangster baby, you know how im rockin' [?] Whatcha' talkin' bout? [Chorus] Aye, I say Pull up inna benz truck, stick up FN, semi gun Car fast, tinted up Ride past, blick it up Check the stats we really up Bitch you not a city girl Choppa signed uh signature [Verse 1] Aye Imma black disciple nigga but I fuck wit the crips Come up, head up, let it rip, shoot yo boo in his shit Gotta lamp, not a pimp, but I break me a bitch From the six, we the blicks, turna plus with them sticks Nigga bullets, they'll stamp you, light yo top like uh candle You can't turn to a example, body parts get dismantled Woke up clappin' like uh sandal, pistol blow like a banjo All these bitches they be ran threw, this shit here just uh sample Bitches guns outside, so don't come outside Get yo whole whip fired, nd' yo hoe hog-tied Niggas lyin', we be slidin', let out slug shots fired Playin' [west?], one of these niggas, he gon' talk though a wire Nd' yo homie, he the police, he be wearin' the wire Niggas turkey call him [?], tweak with us then you dyin', bitch AR's spread uh symphony Yo hoe wanna get to me Light this bitch up, charismas tree I needa bigger pistol, zing [Chorus] I said, Pull up inna benz truck, stick up FN, semi gun Car fast, tinted up Ride past, blick it up Check the stats we really up Bitch you not a city girl Choppa signed uh signature I say, Pull up inna benz truck, stick up FN, semi gun Car fast, tinted up Ride past, blick it up Check the stats we really up Bitch you not a city girl Choppa signed uh signature [Verse 2] Whutcho livin' like nigga cuz im mutha fuckin' great? Eatin' steak, gettin' cake, my bitch titties ain't fake In her ass, we spend cash, rockys on me I sag Sixty shots inside a drag, put yo bitch in a bag Perky thirty make me lisp, im on tee with yo bitch My plug handin' me them bricks, now im back talkin' shit Yo girl still be on my dick, I don't know she exists Make yo wife get me a kiss, while I fondle her tits Bitch im rockin' all this ice, hit hard like Jimbo Slice Forty-thousand, shootin' dice, we the men they the mice Too precise, let off twice, in they head like some lice We ain't right, toten pipes, we at traffic late nights If my baby mama tweakin', imma sign off my rights Beef at night, fuck uh flight, my trap jumpin' like Mike Yo bitch say she come at nova, I text back "Ight" Imma dog, you a hoe, got my mutha fuckin' bite, bitch [Chorus] I said, Pull up inna benz truck, stick up FN, semi gun Car fast, tinted up Ride past, blick it up Check the stats we really up Bitch you not a city girl Choppa signed uh signature I say, Pull up inna benz truck, stick up FN, semi gun Car fast, tinted up Ride past, blick it up Check the stats we really up Bitch you not a city girl Choppa signed uh signature [Outro] (Who?) (Me?)