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(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie) I ain't really got too much room for a nigga, if he owe me, pay up I ain't really got too much room for the 'net, we blitzin', straight up Fox caught him with his pants down, balls out, fully made him toot his ass up I go broke, I'ma pick that glass up I'm a millionaire now, but I keep that mask tucked All my pants three thousand now, baggy jeans, keep that mag tucked For that cheese, he saw my face, made his ass catch asthma I got some extra clips with these fullies, I ain't gotta call for backup I got some extra rounds for the bullies, bullies get bullied I got these blue hunchos on me, I'm payin' for all the fullies Yeah, all the handguns, all the handguns Yup, this chopper jawn too, that choppеr jawn, that chopper Yeah, nigga, talk in your face too, huh, nigga, you pussy, huh Put my lifе on the line for pussy, that's how I received a bullet I won't do it again God gave me a chance to get out the hood, I took it We the type to get some money out a nigga bag when they ain't lookin' On this ship, I'm the captain, huh I give bad bitches captions I let niggas eat at my table Bitch-ass nigga ain't even wait on a napkin, huh SongtexteI just told God, for these bitch-ass niggas, I'm sorry I stamped 'em I won't do it again, for these niggas, Fatt Fox ain't vouchin' I ain't really got too much room for a nigga, if he owe me, pay up I ain't really got too much room for the 'net, we blitzin', straight up Fox caught him with his pants down, balls out, fully made him toot his ass up I go broke, I'ma pick that glass up I'm a millionaire now, but I keep that mask tucked Aus Songtexte Mania