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Ayy, we up, ayy Max c'mon we gotta do one take and shit I don’t wanna even need no lean so pump it up New nigga on the block, yeah I got my Glocky Look like I've been locked up, arms kinda stocky Wrist on rocky, wish a nigga tried to stop me Usain Bolt with the glizzy it's a track meet Make him take off like Migos In the kitchen whippin’ up the bricks, servin' kilos If I gotta get in your door I pick the key-hole Full of shit, bitches, boy these hoes like A-holes Every day I wake up, thinkin' 'bout the Pesos Gettin' bankrolls, sayin' RIP to Bankroll, keep the dank rolled Codeine in the double cup I'm sippin', ayy Stevie Wonder, it’s gonna take away my vision, ayy Double 07, with that Glock, I got precision, ayy You be talkin’ 'bout the shit, when I been did it, ayy Free my niggas in that jam (Yeah) I don’t give a shit, and I don't give a Hoover damn Last bitch said I wasn't shit, you wanna let me cram (Bitch) Hit it from the back, oh yes, ah yeah Chopper make your brains turn to eggs, Sam-I-Am I had a feelin' they was gon’ switch up, Will I Am Two pints of Wockhardt, sealed up, in my hand Clean nigga, but I'm sippin' 'til I do the muddy dance SongtexteBroke nigga, I got rich and now I do the money dance Feel like Hugh Hefner, these bitches finna do the bunny dance On the dick, for a trick, then after that she fucked her friend I ain't gonna trick off no bitch, I don't pay, I just get in I ain't really usually the one to be talking my shit, but I think i'm finna talk my shit one time for the one time Two times, maybe a few times Ruinin' careers, man this shit easy What my nigga Davis say, this shit beyond me, yo, ayy Okay I'm back in, getting it crackin', with ya broad After she helped me get my rocks off, she fucked the squad They think I'm a bitch because they heard the sad songs, that's a façade I'm on them niggas that'll have an atheist screamin' out to God I don't want no problems, really, I'm just tryna get my sack up But if it's a problem, bruh gon' come and shoot you from the neck up That bitch a lil' giraffe the way she bend over and neck us Got killers, Texas silver black berettas if they disrespect us Way, way, way, way, way, way Out my way, way, way, way (Fuck out my way) Way, way, way, way, way, way (Bitch, way) Out my way, way, way, way (Get the fuck out my way) Way, way, way, way, way, way (Bitch, way) Out my way, way, way, way (Get the fuck out my way) Way, way, way, way, way, way (C'mon) Out my way, way, way, way (Get the fuck out my way) Aus Songtexte Mania