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(RedDead, I'm so fuckin' bumpin', bruh) Blrrrd It's go Might buy a Bentley truck to put a C on it Come from the streets, I'm livin' like Sopranos All of my niggas bossin', nothin' below Millionaire still in the hood shootin' cee-lo Certified stepper, you can bet on me Havin' plenty power like I'm Chapo All this damn green from the Mexican plug 'Cross the border, he a narco Dose of the drink have me walkin' on Pluto Stackin' and packin' these hoes in a two-door I'm a big dog and they fear me like Kujo They know I get 'em erased like an Expo Slimed him out the package, he was flexin' Cross a nigga over, John Wall Clientele good, we got everything Any time you need it, give a call Havin' mob ties with the family, plugged in, baby, I'm a boss Even though he gave us the recipe, catch him while he sweet and take him off Taxin' everybody like a treasury, twenty, eighty P, we get it off Turkey bags in the Grand Cherokee, Jeep, SRT, Trackhawk If you wanna race, then you lost SongtexteI hit the clutch and press on the gas, I know that you hear the exhaust Dude thought he was icy 'til we jacked him for his frost Them straight eights how we get away, it ain't no gettin' caught, blrrrd Might buy a Bentley truck to put a C on it Come from the streets, I'm livin' like Sopranos All of my niggas bossin', nothin' below Millionaire still in the hood shootin' cee-lo Certified stepper, you can bet on me Havin' plenty power like I'm Chapo All this damn green from the Mexican plug 'Cross the border, he a narco Dose of the drink have me walkin' on Pluto Stackin' and packin' these hoes in a two-door I'm a big dog and they fear me like Kujo They know I get 'em erased like an Expo Slimed him out the package, he was flexin' Cross a nigga over, John Wall Clientele good, we got everything Any time you need it, give a call Exes keep beggin' me, told 'em to let go Only be balls on them layups and free throws Act like a classy, nice thing, petite, though And the bitch gotta know how to make pre-rolls I just burned 12 in a big body Tahoe Slide in South Memphis, I'm dodgin' these potholes I'm on the way to a play, feel like five-oh Pull up and I get the cheese like it's nachos (Nachos, nachos) Latin bitch, she just eat dick and cook tacos I fuck with her 'cause her brother them vatos They get the work 'cross the border in busloads I might run off if I know where the shit grow Nigga might not get a penny and don't owe him Say he talk money, ain't got shit to show for it I'm ballin' real hard and we up in the scoreboard Might buy a Bentley truck to put a C on it Come from the streets, I'm livin' like Sopranos All of my niggas bossin', nothin' below Millionaire still in the hood shootin' cee-lo Certified stepper, you can bet on me Havin' plenty power like I'm Chapo All this damn green from the Mexican plug 'Cross the border, he a narco Dose of the drink have me walkin' on Pluto Stackin' and packin' these hoes in a two-door I'm a big dog and they fear me like Kujo They know I get 'em erased like an Expo Slimed him out the package, he was flexin' Cross a nigga over, John Wall Clientele good, we got everything Any time you need it, give a call Blrrrd Blrrrd, blrrrd Aus Songtexte Mania