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Oh, my God, who's this? And that's only the intro (Canon) The weight is finally over (Squad) The only one close to Island Kennet Look in the face, my man (I lost so many days, man) Some did, some went to jail Better get this money No bullshit So much money keep coming, I get it like what am I gon' do with that?! Got choppers and clips on the hundred, now what am I gon' do with that? Wonder who am I gon' shoot with that? Ride through the egg like an Arubas clap Call up J-Dot, rub their face off Niggas making face drop like it's noodles bag Now, how true is that? Yo, my niggas is doing that Our plan, let's go do ahead Hoodie on they, like who is that? We at war, we got stupid shit talking 50 shine mask with the cooling kit Fizzle it well, cool in that Body drop down, I don't know what I'mma do with that SongtexteAnd, man, it's crazy, that I ain't even made it And these niggas hate me And I'm patient cause I'm still at first place But I ain't even racing I'm just sprinting to hundreds and fifties and beamers and Bentleys Guess really, if they wanna come get me, I knew where they send me Don't come near me, cause I act a fool with that semi And that news tray aid with the whole pile of drink and a two Lemis Hemy Get on right on my lap, yeah, so I'm cool in this Hemy And when I stop at the light I make sure I am tight on that pipe (I know niggas out for my life, gotta look to my left and my right) (I be damned if get left at the light) (Summertime, I remember them nice) (I know niggas out for my life, gotta look to my left and my right) (I be damned if get left at the light) (Summertime, I remember them nice) Me and Coby act with the spite He just left cause if they took his life With the law, got no (???) fight But don't thrill, man, it's gon' be aight Cause I got lil' niggas tryna earn spikes I can write them a check for your life They might walk up and check you tonight Before you sneeze, we gon' bless you tonight Mass up, homie, let's do it right Catch a crowd, beat 'em toppers out Ain't no shoot another cop Now I go, I'm hopping out Yeah, smash on sight Tune up the cop, we gon' pop them out Yeah, smash on sight Fuck the cops, we gon' pop it out Aus Songtexte Mania