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I might load it up We didn't bring them hoes with us All my niggas totin' guns It's hard to deal with paranoia I think I need another lawyer I need a bitch who gon' be loyal Smoke creepin' out the barrel of the blower It's hard to deal with paranoia I think I need another lawyer I need a bitch who gon' be loyal Smoke creepin' out the barrel of the blower It's hard to deal with paranoia, ayy All my niggas they too loyal, ayy All my bitches they too spoiled, oh In the kitchen, them hoes gon' boil, yeah Really speakin' to the migos, ayy ayy ayy ayy Really bangin' for them kilos, ayy ayy ayy ayy And I never been a hero, ayy ayy ayy ayy Now a nigga like a hero, ayy ayy ayy ayy Blacked out, creepin' like a villian, ooh ooh ooh ooh In the kitchen with the skillet, ayy ayy ayy ayy All my bitches in they feelings, ayy ayy ayy ayy At the top like the ceiling, ayy ayy ayy ayy I ain't never played any game game game games SongtexteAll my niggas really gang gang gang gang bang All these niggas ain't gang gang gang gang gang Which gang gang gang gang gang? Bitch a nigga bangin' grape grape grape grape grape Built the planet out of apes apes apes and the scrape And a nigga really ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy And I tried to treat the game like a motherfuckin' play Call me Greedy, now I'm, ooh, no I'm straight I, signed a deal and I got paid, I Ooh-ooh-ooh It's hard to deal with paranoia I think I need another lawyer I need a bitch who gon' be loyal Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha It's hard to deal with paranoia I think I need another lawyer I need a bitch who gon' be loyal Smoke creepin' out the barrel of the blower Leave a nigga stinking, and I came in with the Stinc Team Drummer Gang in this thang, make it bang Ain't nothing out your range, 03 Niggas try to hate me like a bandit These bitches tryna act like bitches, good Hannah Montana But I know she got like Miley Cyrus Goddamn homie, how you change like a light get He was all in, scared of them life sentences I am not afraid, I'm not a media witness Wasn't tryna send you home, but with a lighter sentence Shawty wanna ride, I think she need a ticket Ticket on my head from the opposition Stinc sack with a lil card 'cause that sack went missing Still in the field, still in the field tripping I'm [?] and my shoes is CHristians She's on a date, she's out on business Remember when it felt like I ain't have a pot to piss in Now I can't stop the chopper from kicking Give a young nigga an early dismissal Lil bitch is a weak link Came up short, now that bitch can't reach me The bitch that make it look easy Know the feds watching but I hope they don't see me White girl, real chopper, she know men, she like Phoebe Tried to put that trick on repeat Brag about that bitch, bet that bitch evil Tell a bitch do not try, tell her go home, tell her get by And if I get caught money pass prepaid man, ah Ah, ah, greedy, ayy, go, oh, too greedy, oh Aus Songtexte Mania