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What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?

We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin'

These niggas be hatin'

Feel like I'm destined

Walking through this money, yeah, it's stackin' knee-high

yeah, I pull up in that bitch I'm past high

She my computer, my dick is that bitch flash drive

I get the cash, nigga you know I'm too fly

I got hitters on my side

Yeah, I stop it, we don't save no chance

Niggas sit down because you can't stand, yeah

Look, he back, I remember, bein' in my math class

Fuck the math class, shit, I was in my Xan class

And to the dumb nigga How'd it feel when we fought and you caught a jab? Yeah

I'm with some niggas who blast

Don't love 'cause that shit don't last

I do what I do off the gas

Hate it when they play both sides

These niggas freak out when they see my eyes

I'm cold as shit 'cause Got a lot of ice

Damn, the beat just switched up

Try if you want, I got goons

You run up on me, then I'm up in your room

My niggas be ballin' we swishin' like ooh, bitch on my dick, what the fuck she gon' do?

All of my niggas been bustin' a move, I got my hand on my motherfucking tool

W, W, how can I lose?

I might pull up to your new avenue


I'm hoping that you hear me clearly

Bitch, I'm invincible you cannot hurt me,

Ballin' to the point where I don't even need a jersey

I'ma get the cash every day, don't concern me

Don't you gotta get up real early?

Everyday I wake up, I get to workin',

Bitches wanna hit my name sayin' that they know me

Bitch, I was shooting shots you ain't call me Kobe, yeah

I'm in the sky, ain't seen another nigga as fly as this

At least I'm tryna hide, you can't even hide your tits

I've been ballin' out, every day I'm finna switch

If you shoot your shot with hoes, I bet you prolly miss

See, I could have any hoes, yeah, I could really pick

I just pick who I want 'cause I be acting slick

And if you fuck with me, you gon' be sleeping with the fish

Yeah, I'm a nerd with the tool, I still let is split

On a whole new level with this shit

Diamonds on a whole new bezel with the shit

I'm with some hoes on this shit, with a bitch

Hoe shut the fuck up and jus' gag on this dick

I ain't sippin' liq', I'm sippin on lean

Turn this shit to a crime scene

I'ma money makin', that's a machine

Run up on me, that choppa got a beam

In my kitchen, I'm movin' them pills

I run up, gon' do my thing

100 on my wrist
I saw your ass in the streets

the high kid never spendin' money on a bitch

I don't know what's up with these niggas, they are sick

Slide on the beat like it's slick

I need some real drip, wait, I need some real silk, wait

Gucci, the real drip, ayy

Just get the fuck up out my way

I'm finna bust all on her face

It ain't my birthday, but I get cake

Fuck nigga, I'm gon' cut to the chase

I put a razor blade to your face

I got some New York niggas that tote that razor blade

But I'm a Chicago nigga, we shootin' ain't catching no fades,

Shoot him in his chest, no he felt it, yeah

Cut off some niggas, they say that I'm fake

Them niggas was bitches, weren't makin' shit shake

I'm rolling up Backwoods all day

Why would I care what you thots would say?

They showing fake, let them mask the hate

I'm fresh to death like I passed away

I'm already winning, don't have to race

I smell the money from miles away

I don't own wallets, don't need a safe

Ain't too many real niggas 'cause they are fake

This time, I'll be on my own, my friend

for that reason I stay away, yeah


Tell the fuck niggas, “Leave me alone“

I make that bitch like a song

We make love like I make songs

Smokin' [?], my shit ching-chong

Beat up on the chest like King Kong

Fuck the bitch, put her on a theme song

I'ma hit the bitch all night long

All of my guns is horny as fuck

Pull up on the block and I'll make them cum

GPS, you can't find me

Bitch I'm in your home

I control that bitch like a remote

Run up on me then I'm down to blow

All of my niggas they grippin' poles

I told that bitch to stop

Illuminati wit' it, 'cause I'll take her soul

If you know, you know

If you don't, get fucked

in the club with my Glock

You talkin' that shit, it's stuck

Every day I've been gettin' fucked up

and you niggas can't keep up, yeah

All they like to do is talk when they knew that I was next

I be runnin' up a check

See you fuckin' with me now 'cause I bossed up and I flex

Fuck a lil' bitch, make her pussy wet

sometimes i like flex with some diamonds and pearls

for example gold in my teeth and in my neck


I just do my thing, what you do, I don't really care, damn

and also i don't care about no friends because they all were just fake

fuck my ex

tangled up me in different ways

love is a mistake

that's why I left that shit in the past, yeah

I'm much better by myself

on the other hand I'm too cool for a girlfriend, damn

every day is not the same

so live your life like we die when the world ends

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