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[?] Beats, baby Armani, this shit stuey, boy Ooh, them niggas lucky Zoe ain't here Promoter tried to tell us we can't get the pole in here E Mozzy got it on him, man, we snuck some more in here Buy bottles I ain't pop, but, am I really 'posed to care? Bitch, I'm ballin' She on yo' doggy lane, yeah, I'm adorin' Fuck her in the lady's restroom, and never call her Fuck I look like buyin' a bitch a Birkin? I got daughters Fuck I look like takin' care of you boys, I'm not the father The rims that I just put on my [?] ain't no [?] Probably do the paint like thе interior, peach cobbler Lot of crеdit things, but, no cereal for the gobblers Keep it off the 'Gram, if you bury this, then what you hollin'? Like what you hollin'? My niggas been gone, whatever Jumpin' out of cars with ARs, ain't know no better Niggas talkin' soft to the sword, this shit forever Crackin' windshield, leavin' cranium on your leather What you hollin'? My niggas been gone, whatever Jumpin' out of cars with ARs, ain't know no better Niggas talkin' soft to the sword, this shit forever SongtexteCrackin' windshield, leavin' cranium on your leather Fully switched, ridin' 'round the biddy on some bully shit They ain't know the real 'cause them old niggas new to this He ain't come from where I come from, nigga, who he is? Graduated from a '22 to the newest gen' We gon' be outside yo' door like we movin' in' Spin a block a couple times, switch up the coupe we in Keep your circle tight 'cause niggas be loose within' We was pullin' up on they block tryna get two for ten Shoot a clan, we Hell Gang, and fuck the newer clan Pebble beach, four Glock, free [?] 'nem My young bulls home lurk tryna do a M We been puttin' in work Like what you hollin'? My niggas been gone, whatever Jumpin' out of cars with ARs, ain't know no better Niggas talkin' soft to the sword, this shit forever Crackin' windshield, leavin' cranium on your leather What you hollin'? My niggas been gone, whatever Jumpin' out of cars with ARs, ain't know no better Niggas talkin' soft to the sword, this shit forever Crackin' windshield, leavin' cranium on your leather Ayy, what you hollin'? Double Ms with me, my niggas mobbin' Slidin' with that shit on me, partner, I get to poppin' Jumpin' with the stick, get you popped, we pop yo' partner For sure, leave this shit on me, this rapper'll rob a robber What you hollin'? Don't tuck it, I got it on me like fuck it Hoppin' out in public God up it, then I'ma bust it Lost so many niggas inside these streets, it got disgusting But, for some reason I'm stuck here I'll never leave, I love it I'm influenced by this shit I stand on Hold my semen, I lose demons, then, I'm creepin' I'm stuck swimmin' in the deep end My foot stuck inside these cleats, I'm in the field and I ain't leavin' Sold my sold to the streets, forever East, forever schemin' Like what you hollin'? My niggas been gone, whatever Jumpin' out of cars with ARs, ain't know no better Niggas talkin' soft to the sword, this shit forever Crackin' windshield, leavin' cranium on your leather What you hollin'? My niggas been gone, whatever Jumpin' out of cars with ARs, ain't know no better Niggas talkin' soft to the sword, this shit forever Crackin' windshield, leavin' cranium on your leather [?] Beats, baby Armani, this shit stuey, boy Aus Songtexte Mania