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[Intro: sgpwes] Cody, pass me the strap ZaySkillz Mingo, haha Mhm, hmm Yeah, uh, yeah [Verse 1: sgpwes] I'm finna go run it up again Don't even know why he callin' me twin That nigga broke, why your pockets so thin? (Yeah) Yeah, my pockets, they look like all blue I get so high that I'm touchin' the roof (Yeah) These niggas broke and it's crazy (Ha) Stupid lil' bitch tryna play me My chick got mileage, she don't wanna race me He tried to copy and paste me (Yeah) My bitch, she bad, and she Blasian Bullets turn hot, they gon' blaze him (Yeah, yeah) I fuck that ho, we ain't datin' No, I can't have a rеlation Money, it solve the еquation He try to run, we gon' chase him (Yeah) I like to wear Prada and shit (Ugh) He mad 'cause I'm fuckin' his bitch (Yeah) These niggas, they stay on my dick (Yeah) They mad 'cause I'm goin' up quick (Ha) I spent me a bag on my wrist I got my (Blick), I ain't goin' for shit I got a bag, she goin' for it I'm on the road, tourin' and shit (Yeah) Yeah, I think I made his tuition (Ha) That bitch a thot, I won't kiss her (Yeah) Playin', we sending the Missile (Yeah) Playin', we sending the Blitz (Yeah) I skrrt off in the Benz (Yeah) We turn that boy to a trend (Yeah) I pop that boy like a zit (Yeah) Yeah [Verse 2: KA$HDAMI] (Spee) I'm sick Nigga really thought he could pull my bitch Tried to shoot yo' shot and you motherfuckin' bricked Yeah, he talkin' shit, he get hit with the brick I got the gun, it came from a ship These niggas chihuahuas, bitch, I'm a pit' Nigga, you could get shot by association, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you with Why all these bitch ass niggas tryna diss? Nigga, where yo' flag at if you a cryp? My niggas don't chit-chat, bitch, we rip Lil' nigga, you a Kit-Kat, you could get split Nigga got killed and nobody knows KA$HDAMI, I'm the motherfuckin' goat Got a G-Lock with the full sight on Your bitch on my dick and she tryna bone Niggas want smoke, then I'm givin' 'em asthma Bitch, I'm a big Blood, no plasma Niggas be food, put 'em on a platter Nigga tried to grab my gun, so you know that I smacked 'em I already won, nigga, this the 'DAMI I only spit truth like a motherfuckin' pastor KA$HDAMI just keep goin' up, nigga I'm climbin' the ladder (Fah) [Outro: sgpwes] Yeah, I got that bag for real I got the clamps of steel (Ha) Just like banana, get peeled (Woah) I think I might sign a lil' deal I got the fire, damn, the drill, ha I bet I could pay yo' bills I need the bands, I'm so for real My bitch, she bad, she from Brazil (Yeah)