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Izze the producer Oh yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Ha ha Honorary member I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (damn) I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (woah) I heard you beefin', ain't nobody got shot yet? Four hundred thousand dollar coupe parked in the projects A half a million dollar wardrobe in the closet Only nigga in the city 488 'Rari I wen't from sellin' bales to sellin' out shows, nigga Who cut the lights on? Got all my ice on Fuck a record deal, fuck a co-sign I signed to the plug, nigga, back in oh-five (aye) Made a quarter million sellin' dope in North Memphis Made a whole ticket, nigga, just in South Memphis Remember all the bad bitches stay in East Memphis SongtexteBut I think my black haven bitch was the thickest (for real) But I swear my California bitch was the littest I just flew a bad bitch in from Philly She said she just wanna fuck and go to Wet Willies I just had a smoke session in the back of the Bentley (hey, give me a lighter) I might send twenty to your doorstep for Christmas (Merry Christmas) They don't want us to ball, they want us in prison (damn) I spent in the mall every time that I visit I'm on tour 'cross the country, bunch of skreet niggas with me Them niggas rappin' them fake gangsta stories in the way I can show you how to get eighty pounds in one day They can teach you how to hate, I'mma show you how to get paid I put 20K dirty money in the collection plate Aye, nine-hundred bands in my old-school Chevrolet (yeah) Racks on top of racks, everyday I elevate (yeah) Dodged a fed case, so everyday I celebrate (say what?) Dodged a fed case, so everyday I celebrate (whoo) God keep blessin' me, so everyday I meditate (thank you) Them bitches, I don't trust 'em, tell a hater I say "fuck 'em" Aye, aye, I be fresh as fuck when you see me donnin' Tell the truth fuck nigga, you wanna be me donnin' Doin' donuts in a coupe that costs a house (skrr) Aye, be quiet, you can't hear 'em, smokin' loud This lil' bad bitch with me poppin' perkies I say "What that is?", she say "That's a thirty" I woke up this mornin' in a penthouse Turnin' down bad bitches, I'm the shit now I'm geeked up, Facebook Twenty Glocks, three carbons, eight Dracos At the [?] house stackin' money like it's Legos Smokin' big blunts, rubber bendin' pesos She mad at me just because I never text her back (damn) She just want me to come over and kill her from the back (back) I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (damn) I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (woah) Aus Songtexte Mania