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[Intro] (MIA JAY C) CJ (I hear you, JAY C) [Verse 1] Still pullin' up on hoes at like three o'clock Huh, me, myself and cuz with an extra Glock I'ma hit this ho, then I'ma hit the house Used to couldn't play it like since I was fucked up [Chorus] Wish a nigga would say I lucked up Bitch, I got it off the school, got it off the hust' Bitch, I got it off the squad, got it off the Blood Actin' like the same nigga when I'm off the drugs I wish a nigga would say he don't trust us Ayy, when they know how we rock, it be just us Without no extra fuckin' help, they ain't gon' touch us Cartier legs in the chops, bitch, we bucked up Talk [Verse 1] Huh, we look strong as hell We gon' do the right thing when niggas wrong as hell Skub Still movin' hard whilе niggas soft as hell Trappin' in a school zone, J's pullin' up off the balе, listen Tss, Casada Teach you somethin' every time I talk just like my uncle 'nem Hit the barbershop and get some extra game so you can walk with them Ayy, man, every bitch I fuck, hoes startin' to look like Nia Long Ayy, man, every bitch I fuck, hoes startin' to look like Lisa Ray Every time I wake up, pray to God I go get me some pape' Random, I feel like I could scrap out like fifteen niggas straight I'm standin' on me not givin' a fuck 'bout the niggas in your gang, huh [Chorus] Wish a nigga would say I lucked up Bitch, I got it off the school, got it off the hust' Bitch, I got it off the squad, got it off the Blood Actin' like the same nigga when I'm off the drugs I wish a nigga would say he don't trust us Ayy, when they know how we rock, it be just us Without no extra fuckin' help, they ain't gon' touch us Cartier legs in the chops, bitch, we bucked up, talk [Verse 2] It be me for sure I'm from the East for sure, niggas weak for sure I'm comin' heat for sure, I'ma keep a ho And I got teams for sure, and yeah, I'll bleed the show, uh Ayy, I keep a street for sure Huh, mag on me for sure, but I'm 5L Huh, 1913 deuce fifty feet Any bad bidy in the front gon' hit they knees, talk Ugh, trunk reekin' for sure I was leavin' the show, naw, I was leavin' a ho I was keepin' the door, naw, I was peepin' the smoke I got a blick in the door, I get to clickin' for sure Huh [Chorus] Wish a nigga would say I lucked up Bitch, I got it off the school, got it off the hust' Bitch, I got it off the squad, got it off the Blood Actin' like the same nigga when I'm off the drugs I wish a nigga would say he don't trust us Ayy, when they know how we rock, it be just us Without no extra fuckin' help, they ain't gon' touch us Cartier legs in the chops, bitch, we bucked up, talk