Tonalité : G# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I pull up in that shit,
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that cost your life and that's on my I'm go ing to get a
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Henny meal and I put that on my ma
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I'm blowing up on them
lil' bitches,
Hiroshima on board I'm posing up, I'm blowing big hands,
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I'm feeling ass and I'm on
I told them niggas, stand up,
fuck that bitch, I shoot for the one
And I'm drinkin' neck
and poppin'
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Percocets, it start off my mornin'
Them niggas flexin',
EV cabbin' on it, he can't afford it
I think it's sad, I'm beefin' with some
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niggas that's weighin' they 40's
I keep that
AR -15, nigga,
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and know that man got a 40
And both these
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MPs got a 20,
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I'm off the waist with a 40
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Reportin' live from the bank,
reportin' live from a shorty
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Them niggas poppin' big shit,
but really, it ain't important
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What's your traf fic like?
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Bitch, I don't go no traffic lights
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They taught me how to stack it right
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My lil' hoe make a stack a night
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Hunnid shot to trap it like
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Turned it to a tragic night
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For bread I've been the attic type
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Got plenty in the attic light
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Them bitches still ain't actin'
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right I spent your life on her lies
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You think you fuck her better, right?
You wish that you could hear the light
Bitch, I've been that nigga right
Yeah, I'm that nigga right
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He hopin' I don't
get a like I promise
I'ma get him right
I count all this money with passion I
swerve in the coupe and do dashes
They went off on me like I'm
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Dashes
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Them niggas be actin' like dancers
Them niggas be lookin' for answers
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They want a real nigga to stab him
You talk bout the clique
and we blammin'
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Them cracka be scared of them hammers
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I'm real as they come on some real shit
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Go hard with the lean and the pen shit
I used to break in and go steal shit I'm
charged and I don't got a kill switch
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I won't even give em one lil' bit I
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will not abandon this healin' shit
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I will not end up with a good bitch I
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need me a hoe on the blood shit
We see you lil' niggas be stealin' the slate I'm
thinkin' bout coppin' the mansion off date
Them niggas be mad as a bitch that I'm paid I'm
stackin' them trips and I'm talkin' like late
We pull up, we thuggin' with
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ARs and
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Ks
Don't wanna fuck,
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I'm just tryna get face
Send them lil niggas to show
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up to traffic light
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Bitch don't go no traffic light
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They taught me how to stack it right
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My lil' make a stack a night
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Hundred shot to traffic light
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Turn it to a tragic night
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I put bread up in that attic tight
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Got money in the attic light
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Them bitches still ain't actin' right
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I spent your life on hella ice
You think you fuck a bell right?
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You wish that you could hit a light
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Bitch I been that nigga right
Track, yeah I'm that nigga right
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He hopin' I don't get a light
I promise
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I'ma get him right
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Outro 1
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