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None of you niggas is who you say You like to play, I'm more Ronnie 2K They gone rate me 99 either way They see me with H.B. and that nigga Dom K I don’t fuck with you like Sean say I'ma still do it Arianna Grande Might go overseas with the raps If I say it on beats, then it happened All you do is make your mouth do the Pac-Man Meanwhile, I'm in the field like a tight end Back and the left, right, do the Heisman All you hating ass bitches talking sideways Me and mine gone be just fine I’m real clutch whеn it's crunch time Fuck it up for me one timе Daytime, California sunshine Don't walk away (Don't walk away) Don't walk away (Don't walk away) I made at least a few mill, no extras Another year and they still playing catch up Twenty three in red and black, you a heckler Steve Kerr at best, pay respect son Sometimes I drive to the beach for a smoke break Both Impala's been sitting, can't get away SongtexteAnd you know I keep a thing full of big faces Hundred dollar tip for the bottle waitress Got my first dance at the roller rink Couldn’t live without my Geto Boys tape I got songs with Chuck, he in the Hall of Fame Ice in my teeth like I’m Johnny Dang Mike's Deli once a week, tell me who you blame Me or you? I’m with Hit at the Blue Flame Just know a L.A. nigga gotta do his thing Yeah So don't walk away Don't walk away (Don't walk away) Yeah Aus Songtexte Mania