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[Intro] Aye, aye Whoa, yeah Yeah, yeah, let's get it Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah [Chorus] Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck I don't mean to, but I still flex Yeah yo' bitch, she wants me for sex (Aye, aye) Yeah she'll break it down for no check Yeah I'm riding round town in a foreign, I'm fitted (Whoa, yeah) I might just pour up a four, yeah let's get it If you come around here, you in my city (Yeah, yeah, let's get it) If you see her round here, then that's my biddie Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck, yuh I always mean to, yeah I stay flexing Brought a bitch down, yeah she quit texting She from the south, told me she's a Texan I told that hoe stop playing, quit messin' (Messin') I'ma hit that, it's my profession (Profession) Yeah you can quit that bro, just stop checkin' (Stop checkin') That's my bitch now, didn't she mention [Verse] I'll say it once and I'll say it again Niggas talk, but I can't complain (Oh nah) Off these drugs I'm gon' go insane But somehow it's gon' fix my pain They say the style's on point Yeah, but I gotta still smoke my joint, yeah (Uh-huh) Need a bitch to come roll this doink, ye- And she get down on two joints, yeah I'm feelin' like a brand new nigga Yeah-yeah, top down, countin' up figures (Yeah we countin') If you talk down might get triggers (Yeah you might) You on my block now don't get jitters Yeah I'm rolling, rolling, rolling off that crystal Yeah I'm talking 'bout molly don't get it twisted Yeah I test my shit before I hit it cause out here you can't trust these niggas (Yeah-yeah, oh no) [Chorus] Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck I don't mean to, but I still flex Yeah yo' bitch, she wants me for sex (Aye, aye) Yeah she'll break it down for no check Yeah I'm riding round town in a foreign, I'm fitted (Whoa, yeah) I might just pour up a four, yeah let's get it If you come around here, you in my city (Yeah, yeah, let's get it) If you see her round here, then that's my biddie Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck, yuh I always mean to, yeah I stay flexing Brought a bitch down, yeah she quit texting She from the south, told me she's a Texan I told that hoe stop playing, quit messin' (Messin') I'ma hit that, it's my profession (Profession) Yeah you can quit that bro, just stop checkin' (Stop checkin') That's my bitch now, didn't she mention