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Lyrics

Verse 1 (Fred Mills): Pop a xan and I'm motivated No love just gimme facial Easily I can replace you Niggas patiently waiting to win a game I'm not even playin' Two bars in my 7-Up Pass me two white cups Before a nigga sober up Bury me In a nice tux Everybody screaming life sucks Her smile gotta light up Thick hips with a nice butt She can come sit in my truck If you feelin me speak up Just know you gotta earn trust No love baby just lust Verse 2 (T Byrd): Bitch you got me fucked up better try again We got a party girl bring friends It's not confusing wanna try again No second chances I'm a good friend You got problem we'll solve then Bitch don't u got a man? Nigga don't wanna her I'll take her then Is Trust level at 110? I need to know for when this money's in I promise I'll have one hunda grand Break: Earn a hunda grand A hunda grand Earn a hunda grand A hunda grand Earn a hunda grand Earn a hunda grand Earn a hunda grand Verse 3 (Albeezy X): G to the Rover Yo girl? Yeah I chose her Steph Curry with the steal then the party's over Flow presidential Check my credentials Obama to these niggas I got everyone resentful I don't really like the violence I just sit up in the silence, but you finna catch these hands cause this shit I won't have it A nigga talking crazy, a nigga talking reckless If a nigga got a problem we just might leave him neck less I'm the rope around ya throat got you niggas Under Pressure It's straight Logic, easy knowledge to know not to come and disturb We don't play. You get the message? Leave you hanging solo End of day. Nigga you know that I'm mad solar Last name Grover That's close enough to Glover. Release it on the Internet and then I make another If you scared go to your mother We don't fuck with undercovers My bros Fred and T Byrd? Man them niggas my brothers Man you niggas better fear the summer! Cause we coming with the heat like Lebron before the losses Pack yo bags and get yo crosses cause we finna split the game like it was it Moses Outro: Hoodie. Gang