| Whippin' and I’m trappin' on some Forgis
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Broke ass bitches can’t afford this
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Nigga call phones when i slide through
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| I’ve been that boy since high school
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| I keep carats they tryna ride with us
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| But these hoes can’t keep ride with us
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| Young Lex trappin' out the bando
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| Young Lex shooters got ammo
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| Young Lex been bout the curb
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| Young Lex got that work
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| Keep some bands on me, shawty do your dance on me
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| Your body ecstasy, lean up next to me
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| Whippin' and I’m trappin' on some Forgis
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Broke ass bitches can’t afford this
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Runnin' through a sack like voodoo
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| Fuckin' up a check get more dough
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| I was in the whip movin solo
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| Chain hittin low like a low blow
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| Mixtape getting copped no robo
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| Work getting chopped no four door
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| Fuck these niggas I don’t fuck with them
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| Let my money give it to 'em no homo
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| I was fresh out Texas copped and drop a slick
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| Yeah these forgis sick I copped a Dr. King
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| In the streets my queen I chose to lock her
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| Blueprint it, just like Hov, I chose to Roc her
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| Money got me stockin, name is poppin'
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| Coupe today, the whip it ain’t for toppin'
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| Everything’ll go it ain’t for stoppin'
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| They say it’s my time like I was clockin'
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| Should’ve got your money up instead of talkin'
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| Counting up my pockets while you niggas walkin'
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| Diamonds on me killin' niggas, get a coffin'
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| Playing with the water like a set of dolphins
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| I don’t need a hater if it wouldn’t off him
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| Get me more, I hear the flicks
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| I’m only nicks, like who was next
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| To sit, you disrespect take off like jets
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| And end up X’d forreal
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| Whippin' and I’m trappin' on some Forgis
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Broke ass bitches can’t afford this
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |