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Runnin' to the cheese, lil' nigga, I ain't fuckin' round Them hit-men with me lil' nigga, they will hunt you down Sosa was never 'bout that life, how the fuck you sound Put the red dot on your nose, you's a fuckin' clown I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight We leave your ass left if you're not right I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign And the truck look like a dump 'cause it's sittin' tall Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin' it all I hit Gucci just to stunt I just poured me up a cup I've been in it since a pup I'm gonna get it, wish me luck We in that tinted car, you fucked Nah in Tunechis voice, you trucked Rollin' dope up like a cluck So much dope, it got me stuck I swear I be high as fuck In the mall just buyin' stuff Ring me up, I'm cashin' out Ain't with all that trying'stuff SongtexteAnd I got that iron tucked I just started chargin' up Ain't with all the fussin' stuff In that vrrrrm cuttin' up I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight We leave your ass left if you're not right I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign And the truck look like a dump 'cause it's sittin' tall Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin' it all I'm in the diamond, district kickin' big shit Bank roll, on me, poppin' big shit Me and the crew, in your city we got big sticks Big TV, middle toilet, I take big shits I had your bitch, in my office, now she dismissed No attention, especially when she throwin' big fits Forty pointers, and a watch, that's that big shit A couple shows, my pockets fatter than a big bitch Whole pint, now I gotta take a big piss Triple A, I always got a-fuckin'-ssistance Peter Parker, I always knew I had a sixth sense And the opps, is always on my fuckin' hit-list I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight We leave your ass left if you're not right I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign And the truck look like a dump 'cause it's sittin' tall Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin' it all Aus Songtexte Mania