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[Intro] Woo, woo Give this man the fucking beat Yeah, turnt out like that Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Kelz [Chorus] I'ma go get it, break it down in equipment, yeah (Break it down in equipment) I'm in the kitchen, ayy, whip it how a nigga whip it, yeah (Whip it how a nigga whip it) Packing the shipment, you know I pack it, then I ship it, yeah Thumbin' through digits (Thumb), the feds came and then we hid it, yeah (Woo, woo) I'm out the cut on these niggas I threw the work in the back of the Honda (Threw the work) I got the quality work for the streets like I'm DJ Drama Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money turned my lil' tuna into lobster (Woo, woo, woo) Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turned me into a monster (Woo, woo) [Verse 1] Had a bitch named Rhonda, she was servin' for a nigga (She was servin') Had them birdies for a nigga (Had them birds), got the dirty for a nigga (Yeah, yeah) Send a bitch 'cross country Young nigga flip the twenty-piece Got the fire, nigga, you and me Got the twenty-twenty you can see Drug you with the bullets, boy, don't make me OD Suggest you pay my fees if you niggas owe me 'Cause I just want big Elliott to make a cold piece And nigga, I ain't stopping 'til I bust that Rollie Niggas always on that fakin' shit I was trappin' out the vacant bitch To the house and then I changed my clothes To Crazy Girls, watch 'em shake some shit Got ones flying everywhere Turn a stripper to a naked bitch (Woo) Roddy, I ain't tryna pay your rent I just like throwin' faces, bitch [Chorus] I'ma go get it, break it down in equipment, yeah (Break it down in equipment) I'm in the kitchen, ayy, whip it how a nigga whip it, yeah (Whip it how a nigga whip it) Packing the shipment, you know I pack it, then I ship it, yeah Thumbin' through digits (Thumb), the feds came and then we hid it, yeah (Woo, woo) I'm out the cut on these niggas I threw the work in the back of the Honda (Threw the work) I got the quality work for the streets like I'm DJ Drama Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money turned my lil' tuna into lobster (Woo, woo, woo) Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turned me into a monster (Woo, woo) [Verse 2] Boy, you can't see right through a nigga Boy, I see how you were doing, nigga Yo' bitch be over, she can do a nigga But I be thinking what you doing with her You think you rich, well, I should sue a nigga But I ain't fucking with the courtroom I get nervous in that motherfucker 'Cause the gallows tend to haunt you I got away with this shit, ayy It ain't some shit I can do again I take a stack to state to state Treat that bitch like a souvenir Bitch, I gotta get a mansion Young nigga gotta move it in Then a nigga gotta take it out Pack the shipment, then I gotta move again Put the gutter shit down Had to go and make music I been in and out them restaurants But I ain't never gotta prove shit Real message to you young niggas Boy, be careful who you do it with These niggas ain't solid They go back home and say that you the snitch [Chorus] I'ma go get it, break it down in equipment, yeah (Break it down in equipment) I'm in the kitchen, ayy, whip it how a nigga whip it, yeah (Whip it how a nigga whip it) Packing the shipment, you know I pack it, then I ship it, yeah Thumbin' through digits (Thumb), the feds came and then we hid it, yeah (Woo, woo) I'm out the cut on these niggas I threw the work in the back of the Honda (Threw the work) I got the quality work for the streets like I'm DJ Drama Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money turned my lil' tuna into lobster (Woo, woo, woo) Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turned me into a monster (Woo, woo)
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- Roddy Ricch