| Mommy, India got the beats
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| How you wan' do it?
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| I’m a thug, nigga, I came in influenced
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| And I’m spreadin' it 'til they influence, nigga
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| But look here, I’ma pop your top
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| Police pulled me over, I was swervin', smokin' dope
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| Knew I was finna go, I was clutchin' on a dirty pole
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| And shawty be on fleek, hair down to her toes
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| All them bitches froze when I jumped from out from that Rolls (Big Slime, ayy)
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| Let’s go, uh
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| Baby, call me later, I ain’t got no time (I ain’t got no time)
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| I been chasin' money right now (Right now)
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| Pull up, let that Draco bust at everybody (At everybody)
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| My youngins suicidal, tryna catch a body (Pow, pow)
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| Hardbody (Hard)
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| Get a Xan and pop it, I got money in my pocket
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| I got thirty in this rocket, nigga, uh, make me pop it
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| Runnin' from these hoes and they caught me
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| My life on froze, can’t be on the road
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| But you know that real niggas capitalize off anything
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| I’m tryna take his soul, we catch him, we blow
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| All that talkin' out his top is why I’m gon' bust his brain
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| Feelin' on her body, like, ooh, ooh
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| If I’m in here doin' too much, then baby, you tell me to stop
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| Got .223's and Glock 9's and I got AR’s
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| It ain’t no flodge, it ain’t no cap
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| I got three straps up this bitch right now
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| And bust a fuckin' 40 Glock
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| Finna up and bust your ass, nigga, slime
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| I just put 'bout fifty racks on top that last nigga mind
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| Big Rolls Royce or Maybach every time I’m slidin', nigga, bye
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| I got nine up in this Glock, but I’ma hit your ass with five
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| I’m like, «Bitch, don’t waste my time,"no, everybody shine
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| I got bitches throwin' up 4KTrey, they bangin' for Big Slime
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| Green flag hangin' on my waist right on side that fire
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| Like fuck that boy, I zip his ass and I go sit my ass in trial
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| (and fuck)
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| (whoever paid)
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| It’s problems, I had the whole city screamin', «Murder she wrote»
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| I don’t just want one, I want all 'em, I’ma kill him
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| That’s my main focus, and after that I’ma zip them other niggas
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| Jumped out my sleep and grabbed my Glock from off my bed
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| Deja ask me, «Man, what’s wrong?"I said, «I'm paranoid, I’m scared»
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| She said that I was shakin' while I was sleepin', that’s probably why I’m
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| jumpin' like that
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| I had a dream they got the drop, started bustin' and I shot back
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| Catch me doin' my dance, Diddy boppin', I’ma wipe 'em, ooh
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| Choppers poppin', bodies droppin', pussy niggas know
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| Play, I pop your noggin', police can’t stop it, I’ma let you know
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| You can hide all you want, won’t be long until you gone
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| Murder, we spinnin' in circles
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| And nigga, I won’t stop until I get 'em all gone
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| Bitch, just hit a nigga nine times with that chrome
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| Everybody got they time, I still scream, «It ain’t long»
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| Just leave me alone, I don’t wanna hurt nobody
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| I been ridin' with that chrome, police and niggas still won’t stop me
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| I’m still havin' dreams, the devil ride me (He ride me)
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| They all would leave me today, see what’s inside me (See what’s inside me)
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| But I won’t show off that side (Let's go)
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| I just drove that Porsche inside some New Balance, yeah, yeah
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| I just took a bean, it gave me ape status, yeah, yeah
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| I just put an eight on 808, let the speakers boom
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| Nigga, I don’t pick and choose, hoes inside of every room
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| Police pulled me over, I was swervin', smokin' dope
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| Knew I was finna go, I was clutchin' on a dirty pole
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| And shawty be on fleek, hair down to her toes (Hair down to her toes)
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| All them bitches froze when I jumped from out from that Rolls
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| (I jumped from out that dirt alone)
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| Let’s go, uh
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| Baby, call me later, I ain’t got no time (I ain’t got no time, baby)
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| I been chasin' money right now (Right now)
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| Pull up, let that Draco bust at everybody (I shoot at everybody)
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| My youngins suicidal, tryna catch an body (They tryna catch a body)
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| Ayy, 4KTrey, Northside 38
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| Ain’t nobody safe, we put guns to the face
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| Bitch ass nigga, who gon' try today? |
| Yeah
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| I’m still on that same shit, who gon' die today? |
| Nigga
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| Free my brother out that can, yeah
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| And I’m still doin' the murder man dance, nigga, yeah
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| Every time I knock one of you bitches off, old ho ass nigga
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| Real gangsta, know you been hidin'
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| I’m outchea |