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wage war wit my foes I'm the chosing one
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Hey World don't deny me I'm a G County fades
Sharp shanks in the cage it is what it is I ain't never been afraid
Deuce gold bottles with patron fly Girls doughboys we in the zone
Cali kush pill popping still bopping If you want it come get it my nigga I still I got it
Big bills big balling I'm in the league My trigger finger banging till that shit get fatigue
T.B.S we gone ball on out
Fuck a hater lettem die with a dick in his mouth
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
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She wanna see the trap red beams on the Glock
Cuz a lot of niggaz lie bout the things that they got
Shawty said she never seen cocaine lock
Ma this the brownstone clique on gang
I can put you on I can show you how to bang
She said her life ain't really nothing So I hitter wit a whole told her move something
She rock Luis fendi diamonds too Now the bitch getting money high
Maintenance too
Straight pimpin' boppie ole got game
Baby I'm a star you can tell by the chain
Big bank and I'm really from the hood
Smoking on good
Why they smoking on wood
OldE sticky green big percs
40 cal I'm protecting the merch
Trap house if you ready sign up for work
100 if you fronted have my bread by the first
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
You sound smart to them niggaz who be dumb
I just put a step ladder on my gun
wage war wit my foes I'm the chosing one
I got beef wit whoever I beef wit me I got shots for whoever throwing shots at me
I'm pac in 96 wit the jesus piece Malcom X wit the Ak pic nigga please
My enemies gone cease by any means
Hey World don't deny me I'm a G County fades
Sharp shanks in the cage it is what it is I ain't never been afraid
Deuce gold bottles with patron fly Girls doughboys we in the zone
Cali kush pill popping still bopping If you want it come get it my nigga I still I got it
Big bills big balling I'm in the league My trigger finger banging till that shit get fatigue
T.B.S we gone ball on out
Fuck a hater lettem die with a dick in his mouth
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
Un I'm getting high but my eyes low Said she wanna see the marcialago Said she Wanna see the feans in the spot
She wanna see the trap red beams on the Glock
Cuz a lot of niggaz lie bout the things that they got
Shawty said she never seen cocaine lock
Ma this the brownstone clique on gang
I can put you on I can show you how to bang
She said her life ain't really nothing So I hitter wit a whole told her move something
She rock Luis fendi diamonds too Now the bitch getting money high
Maintenance too
Straight pimpin' boppie ole got game
Baby I'm a star you can tell by the chain
Big bank and I'm really from the hood
Smoking on good
Why they smoking on wood
OldE sticky green big percs
40 cal I'm protecting the merch
Trap house if you ready sign up for work
100 if you fronted have my bread by the first
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
That's a bad bitch n I like her
Rolling up loud like a tire
I look fly do you like my designer This a real nigga vibe no liers
I got stacks on stacks
Raqs on raqs
Girl you look good
Want you make that clap
Like ooh ooh ooh ooh
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Writer(s): Dorian Lewis
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