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[Verse 1: Hologram] They copping my drug spot, they loving it It's hot, I move the pot with a oven mitt My crack look like the moon and the sky Fuck you, you and your goon could die I think big and got ink like a ink squid I got tats like a ese And I might write raps or an essay And play craps on the best day The dice hit the floor I lost, I rolled 6 4 Jump in the car, I roll a 6 4 And the whip color Jupiter too But this shit look stupid in blue Hey boo, your man keep fronting on steel Fuck around, he'll be in front of my steel And that'll be the last thing he'll ever see [Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren] My nine [?] executed Official [?] Jesus looking electrocuted We getting stacks, ain't no time to relax Dropped a hundred on some scallops, eating dinners for snacks Hand made Cubans, hand made pastas Hand held hammers that we purchased off the rosters Somtime you gotta die before you start to live Where I'm from niggas'll roll up in your crib You could beat a case with the right amendment I stay fly for a living like the flight attendant Currently counting currency that I invented Nothing is ever rented, nigga we owners You could get your arm broke off trying to dethrone us My [?] got switched up, you bitches can't phone us Hermes hat over my thinker [?] I stay flashing like a blinker [Verse 3: Benny The Butcher] Look, Versace shades, gold Rollie, feeling like Big Poppa Ain't nothing worse than a snitch in a life of mobsters I broke bread with [?] took advice from rastas Mase said I'm in Queens more than Mike Piaza Just a TV in a cell, that's a house for trappers I got a whole brick and then I cook ounces for practice I love how these rap niggas run their mouths in these captions I still never seen a hollow tip bounce off a rapper, naw Lemon squeeze in a set of gloves We catch you on therebound like Kevin Love The hate kept me on my toes, it was never love I ran off with a half and found a better plug Money coming fast, need a minute to count it I bought all my shooters vestes, get my bitches allowance This for those that gotta sit, blowing sticks [?] Let's go to war til the death tow get in the thousands, pussy