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We tryna get this shit right now We tryna get this shit right now Fifty K, all blues, no cap (Ayy) Ridin' 'round with a big ol' strap (Ayy) I put my team on the map (Ayy) She wanna fuck 'cause I rap (Ayy) Goyard, I'ma fill it with pounds, then get it delivered Niggas hate but know I brought a TEC And he play with that gang and get put in the blender These niggas don't know how I'm feelin' (Ayy) Thank God every day that I'm livin' We hit him up if he chirpin' Came from the mud, I was deep in the trenches (Ayy) Lotta racks, I ain't focused on bitches (Ayy) Tryna crash on the road to the riches (Ayy) Lil' bro tryna 'sko for a chicken And I just snuck in the club with my Smith and- We tryna get this shit right now, ooh-oh He play with us, we lay 'em down, ooh-oh One of sixteen, give me a pound, ooh-oh Deep in that water, I'm gon' drown, don't play around, ooh-oh I just gon' drop 'em with my young nigga, slaughter I get 'em zipped up for some Dodie, ayy SongtexteI'm at the Forum, we ball like the Lakers So these niggas callin' me Kobe, ayy Got lotta green like I'm Yoshi, ayy Can't talk 'cause you niggas the police, ayy Team are gon' slide for a Rollie, ayy In this corner, shoot shots like Ginobli, ayy Freshest nigga livin', bitch, I'm flyin' I gotta crime, murder the cat, it should be a crime These niggas dyin' for speakin' on niggas where I reside We gon' pull up with that fire Better duck when them bullets start flyin' Fifty K, all blues, no cap (Ayy) Ridin' 'round with a big ol' strap (Ayy) I put my team on the map (Ayy) She wanna fuck 'cause I rap (Ayy) Goyard, I'ma fill it with pounds, then get it delivered Niggas hate but know I brought a TEC And he play with that gang and get put in the blender These niggas don't know how I'm feelin' (Ayy) Thank God every day that I'm livin' We hit him up if he chirpin' Came from the mud, I was deep in the trenches (Ayy) Lotta racks, I ain't focused on bitches (Ayy) Tryna crash on the road to the riches (Ayy) Lil' bro tryna 'sko for a chicken And I just snuck in the club with my Smith and- I been runnin' up money, a whole lotta diamonds on me I been gettin' a bag I just got the foreign, I let my lil partna drive it Man, I hope he don't crash Really been on my grind, now it's my time I'm finna tee up on they ass If we see 'em, we smash Louis bag on my side, I'm securin' the cash Bitch, I'm pressin' the gas I know nigga fuck out in bin, bro Lotta hoes wanna fuck 'cause I'm Quincho I'ma beat up the pussy like Kimbo Backseat sippin' juice in the Benzo Tryna gamble his life with a sinful I'ma go get some money, then get mo Bussin' down a whole hunnid with kin folks Hit his string with some lead in my pencil We tryna get this shit right now, ooh-oh He play with us, we lay 'em down, ooh-oh One of sixteen, give me a pound, ooh-oh Deep in that water, I'm gon' drown, don't play around, ooh-oh Fifty K, all blues, no cap (Ayy) Ridin' 'round with a big ol' strap (Ayy) I put my team on the map (Ayy) She wanna fuck 'cause I rap (Ayy) Goyard, I'ma fill it with pounds, then get it delivered Niggas hate but know I brought a TEC And he play with that gang and get put in the blender These niggas don't know how I'm feelin' (Ayy) Thank God every day that I'm livin' We hit him up if he chirpin' Came from the mud, I was deep in the trenches (Ayy) Lotta racks, I ain't focused on bitches (Ayy) Tryna crash on the road to the riches (Ayy) Lil' bro tryna 'sko for a chicken And I just snuck in the club with my Smith and- Aus Songtexte Mania