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Nah for real Nah for real nah for real the realest nigga Free the fucking menace (Nile, I hear you) Yea yea free the rest of the guys though (This sound like Quel) Don't worry 'bout the car I drove Don't worry 'bout the car I drive Don't worry 'bout the bitch I fucked Don't worry 'bout the bitch she mine Don't worry 'bout the block I bent When a nigga got hit and he almost died Don't worry 'bout the shit I do I stay in my lane lil bitch I'm vile Creator mode lil bitch I'ma vibe I'm flashing past them, nobody can ride I mind my business I do what I do And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys I'm going all the way there 'bout the slime I'm going over beyond about mine Last nigga play with the gang got fryed Nigga free lil Fletch I mean he tried Free all the opps, don't take it personal You was in industries I never heard of you SongtexteI ride with killers you know they'll murder you I tell 'em go and they come where you are Nine times outta ten ain't puttin' no nigga in my mix I'm solid, that's just how I rock Call me a chauffeur, nah, fuck a chauffeur I'm with lil Minnis, he slap it and park Should I count all these hundreds, or go kill the opps You don't bleed how I bleed, boy I bleed the block You don't see what I see nigga, I see the top I'm tryna stop I'm tryna stop I tried to duck all the beef and the opps I tried to stay low and stack all the guap I tried to stay in my lane and keep me sane But they worrying 'bout me nonstop Don't worry 'bout the car I drove Don't worry 'bout the car I drive Don't worry 'bout the bitch I fucked Don't worry 'bout the bitch she mine Don't worry 'bout the block I bent When a nigga got hit and he almost died Don't worry 'bout the shit I do I stay in my lane lil bitch I'm vile Creator mode lil bitch I'ma vibe I'm flashing past them, nobody can ride I mind my business I do what I do And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys I'm going all the way there 'bout the slime I'm going over beyond about mine Last nigga play with the gang got fryed Nigga free lil Fletch I mean he tried Real deal stepper I'm with steppers BottomBoy rapper (2B's for life) Not no rap nigga gon' slap who What's wrong with your slappers boy? You just yapper You want attention, come get the clappers You want attention, come meet the smackers Fuck 'em we ballin', youngins in charge I'm still in the hood, I'm good On ten, don't know how to fall I came finessin, I want it all Dead or in jail, I'ma do it for my dawg Used to play the bench now playing with the ball Ain't resting no nigga just know I ain't stallin' Don't worry 'bout the car I drove Don't worry 'bout the car I drive Don't worry 'bout the bitch I fucked Don't worry 'bout the bitch she mine Don't worry 'bout the block I bent When a nigga got hit and he almost died Don't worry 'bout the shit I do I stay in my lane lil bitch I'm vile Creator mode lil bitch I'ma vibe I'm flashing past them, nobody can ride I mind my business I do what I do And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys I'm going all the way there 'bout the slime I'm going over beyond about mine Last nigga play with the gang got fryed Nigga free lil Fletch I mean he tried Real deal stepper I'm with steppers BottomBoy rap 2B's for life Not to rap nigga gon' slatt who What's wrong with your slappers boy You just yapper You want attention come get the clappers You want attention go meet the smackers Aus Songtexte Mania