DO YA IN

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[Verse] Do ya in, folk tote F&N, we gon' hit that man Fuck a bend, you want answers? Nuh uh, we ain't tellin 'em Once again, I be rippin' it, give fuck 'bout yo' friend Do what you can, fuckin' wit' me, man, I don't recommend that Cuzzo, where yo' bread at? Yo' Glocky got the red cap Boy do not want this static, mu'fucka, I been said that Woadie get yo' head crack, done with 'em, I'ma head back My partna packin' that lead fat and it's a lotta dead rats Jumpin' in the slump, hoes be off of the bump Brandishin' in a func', them mu'fuckas gon' dump Big dirty in the trunk, gettin' them bullets crunk I'm settin' up the fuckin' shop on the first of the month I don't play wit' these rap boys, nuh uh, yo' ass not an artist If you was really doin' that shit, I wouldn't fuck wit' you regardless You plateau, where they go, talkin' 'bout how they the hardest Man, I ain't hearin' yo' ass, and I'm happy 'bout that [Chorus] I don't do this rappin', and we untouchable Look out, you gon' drop soon as yo' ass get comfortable I could work them big patties off a Lunchable And trust me, I'm just pullin' up fo' the money roll I don't do this rappin', and we untouchable Look out, you gon' drop soon as yo' ass get comfortable I could work them big patties off a Lunchable And trust me, I'm just pullin' up fo' the money roll
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