Pan Out

Yea
You know what it is

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Niggas barking but they sum hoes
Getting high despite the lows
I then went through like plenty phones so the cops can't decipher those
We ain't waiting on niggas either
Shape u up like amber rose
I then went down plenty roads
Kept the heat even in the cold
We can chop it up wats ya schedule I'm busy tryna get a bag
I overload these niggas settle they steady tryna get a pass
Send the package straight to Atlanta I'm from Detroit if niggas asking
I hustle hard to make it happen
Stick da knots inside da mattress
You want sum closure I want da racks
Keep the strap tucked in da kaks
Get the maids to clean the tracks, I do my research to get the facts
Send da gang not through a plane but dey gone fly to yo nest
I lock da aim even in yo range so u gone fold or get rest

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Bend her back no acrobat she like the way I dip in da cat
Hit the road right wen i splat I got da text to get da sack
Slip n slide I move wit ease i pull a target right out the hat
Bouncing checks remove the keys I found a way to get money fast
I swerve off in that pussy
I ain't fucking no rookie
Women say I don't like to stay well shut the fuck up and hook me
Keep the back end in the safe
Going ghost not talking wraith
Duck the case den do the race to the interstate then I just pace
I'm smoking right out that mask
I rock her bandicoot and crash
She show up right on her knees
I put my D in da mag
Im 4 and 0 on da boards
Yo Time is up and thats sad
And my time u can't afford
And I don't dig in my past

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Writer(s): Detroit Yb, Demetrius Modock
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