| I’m on that Yo Gotti off the top of the head shit
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| Shout out to the plug
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| Tryin' not to go fed shit
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| Yeah, for sure
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| Double shout out to the plug, two times
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| Freestyle
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| Yeah shout out to my plug, he show me love
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| Shout out to my plug, he keep bringing all these drugs
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| Shout out to my plug, for all these drugs
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| I ain’t never ever thought about runnin' off on the plug, yeah
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| Shout out to the plug, that’s why I’m up
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| Shout out to my plug, for all these drugs
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| Shout out to the plug, he keep bringing all these drugs
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| I ain’t never ever thought about runnin' off on the plug
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| Shout out to the plug, he got me super straight
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| I’m super good, I’m living great
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| All my pockets super straight
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| Shout out to the plug, I got them things for cheap
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| No Kodak, I smoke broccoli
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| I swear I got that guap on me
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| Shout out to the plug, got me flexin' in the club
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| I’m the first young nigga come through Magic, spend a dub
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| I got fifty on my neck, 'nother dub on my wrist
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| I got twenty in my ear, when I talk my shit just glist'
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| These bitches waitin' on me
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| Got they baby daddies hatin' on me
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| Make sure you tell 'em that that paper on me
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| Make sure you tell 'em I ain’t never running
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| Heard them niggas coming for 'em, tell 'em niggas push up on me
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| Show me, show me, show me love
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| Shout out to my plug, he keep bringing all these drugs
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| Shout out to my plug, for all these drugs
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| I ain’t never ever thought about runnin' off on the plug, yeah
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| Shout out to the plug, that’s why I’m up
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| Shout out to my plug, for all these drugs
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| Shout out to the plug, he keep bringing all these drugs
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| I ain’t never ever thought about runnin' off on the plug
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| I don’t count it, I just get it, put it up, do it again
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| All these bitches mad at me 'cause I’m fuckin' on they friends
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| Hundred twenty three thousand, I just went crazy again
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| All white glass coupe, I’m a fuckin' loose screw
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| Hangin' out the sunroof in that SRT Jeep
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| I can’t wait 'til that car come out, I’m gon' be first on the street
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| Yeah, I got P’s for the low
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| Twenty-five, five low
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| Rest in peace to Shawty Lo
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| I’m gettin' money on them niggas
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| I know they see it, I be stuntin' on them niggas
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| Stop hatin' nigga, put the bag behind the kid
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| And I did what I did
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| I ain’t have to hit no licks, ten toes in the bricks
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| I’m gettin' money nigga
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| Show me, show me, show me love
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| Shout out to my plug, he keep bringing all these drugs
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| Shout out to my plug, for all these drugs
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| I ain’t never ever thought about runnin' off on the plug, yeah
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| Shout out to the plug, that’s why I’m up
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| Shout out to my plug, for all these drugs
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| Shout out to the plug, he keep bringing all these drugs
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| I ain’t never ever thought about runnin' off on the plug |