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Talk about the shit that you doing I done did
Talk about the hoes that you hitting I done hit
Make one call yea my brothers toting sigs
A sip of that ciroc now a nigga a lil shmized
Talk about the bag you don't even have a bag tho
Bought a gucci belt but pants still sag tho
All my brothers bang they don't really need a flag tho
I wear a couple hats i don't really like to cap tho
My diamond vvs I can show you what they hit bout
All my hoes nasty so you know they got a big mouth
Hate a begging hoe always talking with her lip out
Hanging with the Bs but i'll still call my crips out
Smoking good gas yea ik you can smell that
You can hear the hemi yea nigga that's a hellcat
If he fuck wit me leave em flat like a doormat
Cop some elliante and it cost me bout 24 racks
Dead to the world so you might need a toe tag
Be the lame niggas always asking where the hoes at
I was down bad young nigga but i'm up now
If i say that it's up then it's up and it's stuck now
Yeen want me back then but you wanna fuck now
I ain't from milwaukee but i'm all about a buck now
Wanna pillow talk go head test your luck now
They done did me dirty so I can't even trust now
The pack vacuumed sealed so I can't catch a sentence
I just mind my business my name bennett I ain't in it
Ion like baggy shit my drip gotta be fitted

Amg benz yea that shit super kitted
Big backwood so you know I gotta face it

Any shoe I cop off white be the laces
Fuck wit white folks but ion fuck wit racist

Trials and tribulations had to beat a couple cases
Do a couple shows backend be the bag talk
He was talking brazy outline him with some white chalk
If I want a truck imma go and cop a track hawk
Listen when I speak ion really do the back talk
All you bum niggas need to go and run a check up
I ain't feel like driving so I went and copped a tesla
My shooters precise they be shooting from the neck up
Catch me in the lab might as well call me dexter

Y'all boys be clowns so I call y'all jester
I ain't never ran I am not devin hester

He shot and he missed now da boy done messed up
Cruising in a foreign popped out and i'm flexed up

Talking real big better say it with your chest up
Nigga yous a bird go head set ya nest up

Play your cards right or you gotta switch your deck up
Tree Tree be the gang so you know that we next up
Y'all call that shit drip well I call that shit flava
I ain't captain save a hoe baby I can't save ya
I am not a pimp babygirl i am a playa
Whole team around me like i'm running for the mayor
Making hella moves so it's really hard to stay up
Gotta keep it lowkey gotta really put the k's up
Money in the savings cuz I gotta keep the cake up
I don't ever sleep so I never gotta wake up
I told my mama one day baby imma be a star
Catch me on the pjs ion really need a car
See me from a distance so they know i'm going far
Said he was a rapper but I still ain't heard a bar
Everywhere i'm going i'm riding round with the crew
Catch her in the telly if she ain't sucking get the boot
Couple bad bitches put em on a pedestal
I ain't jamie foxx but imma make it do what it do



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Writer(s): Vashon Cooper
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