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Ayy, Mannie (Yo, Mannie) Ah In that Hellcat, we don't do no Scat Packs, we swerving Hit this bitch, she got a Birkin, but I ain't even buy it Shot a opp, he still crying 'cause his lungs dyin' and shit Call up my niggas, we hittin' your bando 'cause I heard you got them bricks Why the enemies think I'm lame? Yeah, whole time, I be on my shit Ayy, we send crack shots like white boy in that Benzo Bitch, this ain't no 90s, just naughty, have Faye knock down your big bro (Grah) I hit Monkey, then he gon' slide, bet he gon' knock down your kinfolks Play with the gang, then you know you gon' die, we known to go slide in them rentals (Grah) My car got performance, you know that it's riding, got boost on Forgiatos (Grah) Ayy, and I know I'm all about races, I cannot be a racist (Racist) Hit the switch on ten then I turn up, lowkey in a Supra Lowkey in the intersection, Glock on me and I only need four rounds Packs land, I get ten pounds, them bitches get sent on the Greyhound Them packs get sent right in your town, I'm all about racks and bullshit (Rack) Ayy, ayy, I mopped up your set with extended clips (Graow) Last move, I'ma finish him (Graow) Break in they house and steal hella shit (Baow, baow, baow) Break in they cars and hella shit (Baow, baow, baow) My homie a bitch, hit a lick then ran off with the pack My mama tellin' me, "Don't kill him" EDD, bitch, I need all of my cash Aus Songtexte Mania