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Lyrics

[Intro] (That boy Jdolla go c-c-crazy) [Verse] I was locked in chain gang, I had me a flock I ain't have no blick, I had a lock in the sock Her pussy was blitz, she had to give me some top I ain' Roddy Ricch, I got the stick out the box Money stand real damn tall, like blocks Kicked out the door, how that nigga got knocked I bought a new Glock and I shoot like a jock Bitch, you ain' nothin', you need to stop P-p-police, buddy got stuck in the system Havin' them hoes, I'm finna fuck on his sister You ain't no shooter, you a disser Glokk, money on they head, these niggas too little C-county jail, I was seein' news on my visit Get high, nigga tryn' fye up the blizzy Black pendant her neck, and she talm' 'bout it tickle Nigga won't pick up his cеll, I think that nigga got sickle Huh, and my bullet, just came out thе gristle Who want some smoke?, him or you? ain't no different I pull out the Drac', and then I get to trippin' Strikin', and yeah, I had bought the ho' Fendi He ain't breakin' shit down, he stingy Had to get her out my face, she gettin' clingy Automatic, I pop out with that semi Niggas turn on you, quick just like like Timmy And your bitch eatin' dick, just like Denny's Put my dick in her mouth like a dentist Say you got money, but you don't spend it My money tall as fuck, catch a nigga, swirl his ass like Cinnabon Wrap on my head, and I feel like a nun Just talked to wick, and I'm feelin' like John [Chorus] N-niggas get active over here, that's on God She got the super head, we fucked in the loft Catch one then, all you do is just talk Y-you keep on dissin', but ain't spinnin' no block Y-yes, I got some drank in my spot Yes, I got my block on lock Yes, then she gon' eat up the cock Yes, I got that stick with the stock [Verse 2] M-my brothers some demons, they want in on everything Broke as hell, tryin' to snatch a diamond chain Get some get back, you ain't gon' die in vain And you hatin' cause I got my own lane She suck a dick so good, she got like four brains Don't die behind that, tryin' get you some stain I'm tryin' to scrap flats, I got back to Plain Jain Lower point of my life, I ain't gon' back to chain gang D-did 'em downbad now he changin' his name He ran up on me, then I shot him like Dame Take that bitch undercover, like I'm Caine Stop cappin', you know that we on that Stop cappin', you know we gon' blow back [Chorus] Niggas get active over here, that's on God She got the super head, we fucked in the loft Catch one then, all you do is just talk Y-you keep on dissin', but ain't spinnin' no block Y-yes, I got some drank in my spot Yes, I got my block on lock Yes, then she gon' eat up the cock Yes, I got that stick with the stock