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Ayy, I got 20 on my beam It's 4X, bitch, fuck a nigga Fuck a nigga (Billion Dollar Baby Business shit) Free Glow Uh, my chopper hold double D’s This stick my bitch, she stuck with me These lil' rap niggas look up to me Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly Feds on my dick, why they wanna fuck with me? 'Cause I’m crack straight out the pot and I'm bubbling We ain't finna lay up, ho, you sucking me Uh, I'm coming with Rastas, they come for you The Glock hold a thirty piece We spank him and put him in surgery (Come here) Watch your bitch, she keep tryna flirt with me (Thot thot) I had that ho eating dick with courtesy, uh (Ooh) We pop up quick like emergency I'm online with them rods, so they keep on searching me (Huh?) I don't trip, more sticks, I'm purchasing (No cap) A nigga play with this shit, and it's a murder scene (Come here) My name ring bells, tambourine (Yeah) Drop an opp and then go have a jamboree (Fuck) My block jump, trampoline Fucking that ho from the back, I ain’t pampering (Uh-uh) SongtexteNo nat, big dawg, I’m slamming her (Yeah) I been that nigga before I dropped "Animal" (Yeah) I got your mama, grandma, and daddy Tryna pop a perc to give 'em more stamina (Huh?) Uh, my chopper hold double D’s This stick my bitch, she stuck with me These lil' rap niggas look up to me Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly Feds on my dick, why they wanna fuck with me? 'Cause I'm crack straight out the pot and I’m bubbling We ain't finna lay up, ho, you sucking me Uh, I'm coming with Rastas, they come for you My Draco ride shotgun I pop my shit 'cause I'ma pop some' I'm waiting on you street punks to try some' I'ma flatline a nigga then wait 'til the cops come That lil' nigga know he the shit, I'm my mom's son A father, I never had or got one (Nope) Make a ho give me face, tell me I'm awesome (Gang) Nigga get crucified if he cross me Yeah, I got them blues, Slauson (Blues) Me and crew on Runtz riding down Slauson, uh (Skrrt) I'm going big, Poppa I get what I want, I don't care what it's costing me, uh, uh (Cash) I'm in North Lake with them racks on me (Racks) Three deep with straps on us (Gang) Smell like the trap but no pack on us Wrong move, draw down, get stanked if he act funny (Come here) Uh, my chopper hold double D's This stick my bitch, she stuck with me These lil' rap niggas look up to me Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly Feds on my dick, why they wanna fuck with me? 'Cause I'm crack straight out the pot and I'm bubbling We ain't finna lay up, ho, you sucking me Uh, I'm coming with Rastas, they come for you Uh, the chopper hold double D's The stick my bitch, she stuck with me These niggas my jits, they look up to me These lil' niggas can't fuck with me Overlapped 'em, they tryna catch up to me Want me to sign 'em, these niggas wan' run with me Ain't gotta slang it, but I keep a gun with me Say one word and Glock up for me 4X, huh, no, I ain't signed Yeah, we still slide Wherever you reside And we still ridin' with iron, bitch Ain't no nine to five I'm rich as fuck and I ain't never had a job I just wish we was doing this shit back in the days when we had to rob Hah, 4X Aus Songtexte Mania