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Ran through a check Niggas love to flex I be stackin' bags Bitch she give me neck Bitch you know I'm next Leave the pussy wet Choppa or the tek Aim it at your head Ran through a check Niggas love to flex I be stackin' bags Bitch she give me neck Bitch you know I'm next Leave the pussy wet Choppa or the tek Aim it at your head Gas, pass the boof, smellin' like a bag of shit Niggas wanna kill me so I keep it on my hip Catch me in with the glick on the streets, talkin' shit Shawty want beef but that nigga is a bitch Right now for this work, nigga ain't gettin' it You can have my bitch, young nigga I got plenty You can have my bitch, young nigga I got plenty Bands 'n the coupe, keep the cash slidin' in Ground off the boof and the boof straight killin' Keep it too real, why these lames can't feel me Souljah in the field, 14, I was drillin' Started makin' hits, money comin' out, I'm chillin' Bitch ride my dick, now the lil' pussy drippin' Look at how I flex, lil' bitch, pay attention Diamonds on my neck, on my wrist, let 'em shimmer Iced out shit, that's my lifestyle Coke in my nose, need it right now Strip on the pole in your night gown Then I beat it up, kicked the bitch out Gotta keep the pole when I ride around Niggas, they be hoes, they be plottin' now If you run up, you get knocked down Steady got the work, bring a breakout (Ran through a check Niggas love to flex I be stackin' bags Bitch she give me neck Bitch you know I'm next Leave the pussy wet Choppa or the tek Aim it at your head Ran through a check Niggas love to flex I be stackin' bags Bitch she give me neck Bitch you know I'm next Leave the pussy wet Choppa or the tek Aim it at your head)