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[Verse: Yhung T.O. & Slimmy B] I'm a big dog to your big homie, riding with this stick on me Clip big on me, shoot the bitch if she snitch on me Used to hit licks, now this chain a whole lick on me All about that chicken, bitch, I gotta keep some strips on me Keep them strips on me, yeah, bitch, I keep them strips on me On my momma, wish a nigga would try to get on me I'm the one who slide givin' dick when your bitch lonely Make your ass feel some type of way like Rich Homie Now Lorina only boy, gotta ride with that K close Strip a nigga down to his socks for that bankroll The bitch off a zip if she thought that I would chase her Drinkin' out the bottle, I ain't fuckin' with no chaser Whole fit cost a ten, I'll do a nigga in I'll hit a nigga block and come and do that shit again Niggas talkin' out they neck so we hoppin' out them vans Three K's, Ku Klux Klan, pop a nigga like a Xan' Pop a nigga like a Xan, tryna hop out a Lamb' We them niggas settin' trends, all in Neiman's blowin' bands How y'all funkin' one day and the next niggas friends? I'll do a nigga in for them Franklins, bands My bitch keep a GLOCK, not no motherfuckin' taser I keep them dreadhead niggas with me like Jamaica In the Bay but I'm tryna move to Vegas like the Raiders And everywhere I go that Smith with me like Jada Niggas sendin' shots on songs, bitch, we sendin' shots on land And nigga try and snatch my chain, leave his brains in his hands Niggas thinkin' 'cause I'm singin', I'm the nigga that's the demon I'll pack a nigga out and I'll do it for no reason Ten bands in my pocket, she tuck bands in her cleavage Gave 'em thirty shots and went to catch a flight to Cleveland You can catch me in Sac, nigga, ridin' with that pack, nigga Niggas say they on me, but where the fuck they at, nigga? Skrrt, skrrt, pull up in that drop lane changin' Tryna live this lifestyle but could your ass maintain it? Only nigga that I'm worried 'bout is Benjamin Franklin We be in the party sticked up, gang-gangin' Hundred round, fuck aimin' I'm a dog, ain't no tamin' If you want me what you payin'? If you broke, then I'm taken Niggas get to breakin' when that chopper get to sprayin' I hit it from the back, lay her down and hit to Blame Em Lay her down and I hit that shit Nigga pull up on me, I'ma flip that whip SOB the gang and I'm in that shit iMessage for them blues, I'll send that bitch Aye, baby send me naked pictures I'll slap a nigga brother, I'll pimp a nigga sister Let you niggas do the trickin', nigga, I'ma stick to trippin' 'Cause for Slimmy, I'll empty, hold thirty in this extension Yup, and that's the motherfuckin' truth We thuggin' in the field while y'all thuggin' in the booth Your GLOCK got a stick, LOL, mine too If it's funk, slide through, niggas trip, I'ma shoot No, I ain't that nigga, I'm that nigga times two Fit cost a couple thou', band just for my shoes Ain't no squares in my circle, only boss tycoons Young niggas worth a couple mil' like soon This chop got a mop but this GLOCK got a broom I'll hit a nigga house and houseclean a nigga room Got one eye with me, he'll clap niggas MAC missionary, lay a nigga on his back, nigga