Fluent

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[Intro] Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah [?] Gotta get it now [?] Yeah [Verse] Remember back, me and my niggas, we was down Now we up, we ain't never going down I get gas, I smoke by the pound We get guap, uh, we counting up now Big racks, big rubber bands I'd kill for my day-ones, my brothers, man I don't know, you're getting taxed like you're Uncle Sam No, you can't get a free verse, better hit up Trell, man Boy, you must be smoking dope, that molly santan Huh, I feel like I'm Future with all these free bands Married to the money, I swear I love her, man Twenty bands, I'm doing the running man He run off with the sack, I bet we catch his ass They talk 'bout what they want but they don't understand Had to kick her out, she popped too many Xans I can make it rain, can tell you I ain't no other man Told her I wanna stop, [?] [?] and I could get away We got brand-new drums, we got AKs We gon' beat the block like an 808 Yeah, let's get into it These niggas they really ain't got no bag, these niggas they doolie We getting money, hundred, thirty, ran through it Freak bitch, she gon' eat, she gon' chew it I got cash and I ain't gon' talk no more, oh Get a bag, spend a bag, oh wow We went from rags to riches, nigga, woah, woah We went from rags to riches, nigga, woah, woah
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