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Yeah Ashes and dust All take me to the attic baby We gonna go right up these stairs right here Uh, Uh, Yeah Gangsta shit, nigga These niggas don't know [?] Ay, check it out look Y'all shit trash cause I say so [?], I stay high, but I lay low Niggas flashin' they drink oh They jewelry flash, but its fake tho Can't relate tho We illustrate how we kill a fake And demonstrate for that cake tho Hundreds all in my bank roll Way more than you think bro I ain't got a job but that's a lot more than you make bro They let me in, and they check me in, I slide in where you can't go Walking with a stank hoe, but her ass fat, and she slang dough Blow smoke through my halo And I trip hard for that queso (Nigga give me all that) Quick to catch me that case though (Quick nigga [?]) SongtexteI'm out nigga, that's case closed, bitch If they trippin', many niggas ride It get, it get sticky, plenty niggas die I Really, I really really really feel the vibe We get, we gon' get it nigga give me mine If they, if they trippin', many niggas ride It get, it get sticky, plenty niggas die I Really, I really really really feel the vibe We get, we gon' get it nigga give me mine Yeah, I pay cash for my scrape hoe Drive fast, but I skate slow Ground hard, sleet, rain, snow Straight dough, we ain't broke Y'all take turns on that hate though Dick ridein', you fake hoe Can't shine, you ain't fly, this all bread that we break hoe Send a check and I cash it Steal grams, and I bag it Been a lie, its all black, twelves in the back and they slackin' We still practice black magic Pull out Ouija boards and black matches Brain scattered, full of maggots And black hole full of ratchets If they trippin', many niggas ride It get, it get sticky, plenty niggas die I Really, I really really really feel the vibe We get, we gon' get it nigga give me mine If they, if they trippin', many niggas ride It get, it get sticky, plenty niggas die I Really, I really really really feel the vibe We get, we gon' get it nigga give me mine Aus Songtexte Mania