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[Hook] Y'all betta call the cops, y'all betta call the cops What I'm doin' is murder, y'all betta call the cops Put me in a Ferrari it betta be a drop And they said it was a crime to be so fly Well put me in cuffs and read me my rights They said it was a crime to be so fly Well put me in cuffs and read me my rights (Dipset) [Verse 1] Okay, they feelin' them out there There's no dead bodies but they killin' them out there And, not to mention, I'm causin' all attention With the '07 Coupe, with the roof all missin' And mami shake it, shake it, move it all around While I, cook it, bag it, move a couple pounds It's just money, I'll spend a couple thousand Getcha lil' itty bitty crew buried in the crowd It's there for when you run with a star I'm the type to throw a party right in front of my car Pop the trunk for the music, pop a bottle of Patrón I get 'em all drunk, then they all come home They askin' how he did it but they all wanna roll I'm easy passin' by so I ain't worried 'bout the tone So holla at me, homie, when you see me in that blue spurn We run a city, need a office next to blue bird [Hook] [Verse 2] When I'm in the club I don't lean, I don't rock I tell a bitch it's goin' down like Yung Joc I take her to my spot, then take her to her spot Then I let her fix her weave and I kick her out the drop And, uh, Nike's murder, hundred on the sleeves And, uh, murder of streets, I'm runnin' with some G's What's on the hip? It gotta be the heater The jeans kinda crazy, but you gotta see the sneakers It's like magic how I get rid of the top Now you see it, now you don't, I'm the sickest on the block And I get it from my pops, ya papa was a rollin' stone Wherever he put his gun, that was his home You see me in the zone, but no it's not the twilight Nigga, this is my life, restaurant's high price If I see it and I like it, I might buy it twice You love me now but you gonna hate me when I'm outta sight [Hook] [Verse 3] 911, we got a hazard outside So many cars it look like Jacob Javits outside Beef by the bar, he wanna drag it outside Homeboy, don't you know that automatic outside? I Diddy Bopped, I don't know to dance In the sky all day, like I don't know how to land I go to sleep, wake up in a different country Don't understand the language, but I understand the money You gangsta, we gonna see all about it You gonna watch us on the news and you gonna read all about it And I'm Ruger Rell so, shorty, what it is? Put this burner on ya kid, and a stroller by his bib You know MTV Cribs? I wanna show you how I live Couple pots on the stove, and the sodas in the fridge And I bodied the mic and murdered the booths And got them boys lookin' for me that be wearin' them suits [Hook]