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[Intro] Yeah, yeah (Fft) [Verse] Ain't no comin' last, nigga Check the stats, nigga Money counter, shit go fast, nigga (Yeah, yeah) Where my cash, nigga? Matter fact, where my bag, nigga? My bitch bad, nigga Chrome Heart tags, nigga Still can't lack, nigga Gen5, tucked in my bag, nigga Got high, almost crashed the lil' Scat, nigga (Skrrt) Bih' got ass with her (Fah) Break her back, nigga My lil' nigga gon' shoot like basket Heard he want smoke, bet we can match it up (Oh yeah) Bitch drop down, she eat up It's a Perc' 10, yeah, let geek up I'm smokin' on good reefa Talkin' 'bout guap, it's nice to meet ya Balenci', that's my beaters Don't really fuck with features Nеw ho, I call her wockesha This chop' run down, get hеat up Freak ho, she wanna be my mi amóre G-got cheese like Little Caesars, niggas so cheap like IKEA Twin got drop, okay lets P' up Coupe all black, inside it's neon She wanna fuck me, yeah, like right now Ran out gas, I'm tryna re-up Ho wan' fuck like, "When I'ma see ya?" And the coupe all black like Madea Whole gang on top, yeah, whole 'nother tier Counted me out now I gotta T' up Niggas be capped out, here go the tee I got a sharp shooter named Mateo He want a 16, gotta pay the fee I'm shootin' 16, like Navy Seal I broke her heart, gave her time to heal Stay wit' that Glock on me, this shit real Walk down on gang, I'm king of the hill I'm tryna change, I'm kickin' the pills I-I make it rain while I'm in the club I'm with Lil Swap', yeah, throwin' up dubs Fuck that ho, yeah, it was what it was Said, "I'm Lil 6", her friend wanna fuck Send that boy six feet, dead in the mud (Blatt) Roll a 3.5, Kevin Durant E-e-end his life, you can't get it back (Oh yeah) Niggas be capped out, chill with the stunts I'm in a Lamb' truck doing 'bout 200, tint it's all blacked out, can't even front I'm in the trap now, throwin' them packs out Niggas be so broke can't even front 'em We got them gats out, twin finna spaz out Fuck nigga talk down, turn 'em to lunch (Woo, woo) All my shit add up, pockets on fat, oh yeah (Yeah) I do push-ups, turned into Gunna (Yeah) I-I got so high last night, almost crashed my whip, oh yeah, but I barely remember I bring the smack down, pussy good back down, I beat her back down, now she with him Way that I ball so hard in the store, oh yeah, I was damn near breaking the rim Fuckin' this bad ho, think she a pornstar, yeah, she keep tryna make a lil' film (Bee, bee)