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Intercepting a fifth of whiskyAnd neckin it 'til I'm dizzyI never was defenselessI never hugged a fenceI pick a side and trust in itStomach full of drugs and shitMy niggas on some other cleanseSunday binge, MondayThen another 6 days back to Sunday when it's done againAnd the pants better be creased on my corpseIf you need that, run until the street lights offBack got bigger, got the team strapped onAnd you thought it was magicBut that's just the differenceNigga my team is magiciansWe think of the shit that we want then we get itLook I got hoes in my britchesBig Up Dill and BritchesFull part coming soonThought you knew this my niggaIt's crackin like french tipsJust checkin and balancingAnd checks and salariesTesting my friendshipsCause niggas get sour of thisRap shit got the best of meSongtexteI threw the rest off the balconyShoutout Da$h and RetchyI know yo bitch check for meSo much for chivalrySo long to every bitch tryna get intimateI'm in my 20s nowFeet aimed at the jaws of the running mouthDisdain for the law since a fucking childSpotlights on me I ain't stopping in my tracksWe taking it all and we running outThrew shade in the past but you want me now huhPut your face in your palm when I come aroundTell momma get a gun if I get too popularI'm just being honest with itTell her stop whining, it ain't no mo problemsI'm the best out of all these niggasWatch your tone when you speakingAin't no home for the weekendNo rest for your ass if I know that you're sleepingI'm here and I'm thereAnd I'm up and I'm downAnd I'm low and I'm peakinIt's cold in the deep endBitch nigga, we the trainIf you see 'em waveAin't no bitch in my DNABitch nigga, we the trainIf you see 'em waveAin't no bitch in my DNAHundred blunts, niggas chains, that's my day to dayNiggas tryna ride my train like they fucking straysMy bro left today, fuckHot sauce in my cup of noodles, you taught me thatI ain't seen us in yearsAnd this news right here almost made me have a heart attackYour momma heart intactWe just spoke, I couldn't stomach thatI'm going to London on the first, I'm bringing you something backA house on the hill with a big ass grillWhere we could have a boxing matchJapan, Australia, I know you be proud of thatI got a couple bitches now, I ain't gotta lie about thatI know you in a better place, I can't even cry about thatWhen I look into the clouds, I know you look down on meRight next to grandmammyAnd the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy Aus Songtexte Mania