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Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Made a quick hundred bands, can't fuck up my profit, aye Walk like this cause I pop my shit, what these fuck niggas gon' do bout it? Pop my bands when I walk in the bank, all my niggas, they rich, no Roddy [?] lil percs [?] made the opps fight for they life, and they 'bout it, pop on a perc with my demon [?], lil boy no head, no lean, if you talking like a bitch, oh thats yo bitch, [?], I had to pull up with [?] in the cage, walk in the crib with a mag to my face, feeling heroic, [?], feeling heroic, [?], codeine I sip, that's it [?]