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Brr, yeah Uh, Machine, nigga Bust a brick out the plastic Whip it, stretch it like elastic (Whip up) Let it dry and then you bag it Cut your phone on and get in traffic (We outside) Keep a shooter, that's a habit (Hah) He gon' empty out his ratchet (Brr) Pop got killed when he was sixteen Turned that nigga to a savage (That nigga bugged out) Mom smokin', she an addict (Smokin') Brother doin' time in Dallas (Free the brodie) Dropped out of all his classes (Hah) Fuck school, he just wanna whack shit (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Reject 2, that's a classic Hall N Nash, that's a classic Hitler 1 through 7, all classic (What else?) Griselda Ghost, that's a classic (What else?) FLYGOD, that's a classic (Talk to 'em) Awesome God, that's a classic (What else?) Tana Talk 3, that's a classic (Hah) Blientele, that's a classic (Talk to 'em) Plugs I Met, that's a classic (Hah) F.O.O.D 1 through 4, all classic Look What I Became, that's a classic (Woo) SongtexteWhat Would ChineGun Do, that's a classic (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Hahaha, yeah (Brr, brr) You know, the bitches be on my body lately Hahahaha She said I smell like a meal ticket She said I taste like a million bucks (Like a million) Said I probably knew her baby daddy (I don't know that nigga, bitch) She told me I probably still could fuck (Hah, hmm, hahahaha) What more is left for me to do, uh? (I done did it all, nigga) What more is left for me to do, uh? (I mean you see the bag I'm gettin' off this shit, haha) What more is left for me to do? (You see history I made, you see the bitches I'm fuckin', nigga, and the cars I'm drivin') What more is left for me to do? Aus Songtexte Mania