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[Verse:] Uhh I don't think they want a real nigga We let them do what they won't do She gonna jump in with a real nigga They gonna say some shit that she won't do She fuck with a rider She fuck with a rider yeah We fuck up your commas Lock girl we got commas More money more problems Then how does this sounds Now in the Sahara with guns go Osama Here goes Obama i eve in Panama Eating no more mcdonalds From door ways to plazas I do what i gotta Got white like madonna Am about to blow Concept of drama Fuck all that drama get you some dollars Pop you some bottles Murcielago i lead they follow Friends can't fit bitch this ain't no towel I hit the lotto hitting the Grinding my motto fucking these models Blowing these bottles pull up no pablo Got it from pablo treat it like taboo Call me a chevron we'd be in that gravel Jumping to the devil serving the strong like Russian like mack double Hand on the bible one on my rifle Run with that rifle shoot at my rivals You're on departure and i'm on arrival I'm going cycle Niggas is pussy the all on the cycles My pocket too fat i think bigger than the eiffel man She wanna ride Yeah shawty a rida yeah She fuch with a rider Yeah fuck with a rider yeah Glock forwarded to a 45 47s and a a 50 cal Sks and a grey pound Definitely we've got all kinds Ain't slipping about who dead Now a nigga need a toothpaste Never that bitch go two ways These niggas too two face Can't trust a nigga when you too paid Don't trust a bitch when you too paid So i ain't trusting no mother fucker Cause i'm too paid Ain't give a fuck yeah I give no fuck yeah She hit me up yeah When she trying to fuck yeah My heart turns cold when you hit me up yeah (hold my my plug calling kid you ran out ) Fuck yeah bitch i'm a rider she love how i'm a rida yeah Shawty a rider She fuck with a rida yeah Glock forwarded to a 45 47s and a a 50 cal Sks and a grey pound Definitely we've got all kinds Niggas Rapper's worst nightmare man Kid man For ever working Huh That was good my nigga keep working