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You did good Slick Yeah-yeah, yeah It's a smash Woah Yeah, let's go Yeah, I just poured up on the lean I just poured up on the Act' Yeah, I just might pop me a pill I just might pop me a pack (Woah) Yeah, livin' like I'm gonna die, I cannot cut 'em no slack (Woah) Yeah, am I gon' wake up tomorrow? I cannot promise you that (Woah, woah) I cannot promise you that (Woah, woah) I cannot promise you that Yeah, my bitch, she beggin' for love I cannot promise her that (Woah, woah) I cannot promise you that (Let's go, let's go) Yeah, fuck it, I'm goin' up Pull up, they know it's us I just been buildin' this shit, brick after brick and now they all showin' up (Yeah, yeah) Big Cuban, I'm glowin' up Yeah, Al-Qaeda, I'm blowin' up Gotta put on for the gang, the motherfuckin' Grey, them threes, I throw it up Ain't reppin' that shit that they claimin', they bitches, they pussy, they punk SongtexteThe way that my money be flowin' in every day first of the month I'm facin' a blunt rememberin' days I was jailed in Estonia Now I'm takin' over, yeah, imperial colonial Yeah, woah, swervin' that motherfuckin' eh Hit up they block, I'm like, "Ayy" Choppa, it came out to play Woah, I got more hits than a rave I got that hit that she crave And now she wanna be saved Woah, woah, woah But I cannot promise her that Demons, they come in all black I'm only after them racks I take my dick and I piss on a plaque, then put my dick in her back Money so swole they wonderin' that if I put my cash on a stack Yeah, all of my money on muh'fuckin' roids like muh'fuckin' BALCO Quarterback of the whole team, yeah, they call me Shane Falco No, we don't muh'fuckin' micro dose, bitch, we on macro Yeah, I get 'em twenties to my ho 'cause no, we don't count those Pull up on muh'fuckin' NPT and they holla, "Woah" All my youngins, they on TTC, they trained to go I cannot promise you nan, dog, don't know what you heard Yeah, I cannot promise you that, dog, I give you my word Yeah, I just poured up on the lean I just poured up on the Act' Yeah, I just might pop me a pill I just might pop me a pack (Woah) Yeah, livin' like I'm gonna die, I cannot cut 'em no slack (Woah) Yeah, am I gon' wake up tomorrow? I cannot promise you that (Woah, woah) I cannot promise you that (Woah, woah) I cannot promise you that Yeah, my bitch, she beggin' for love I cannot promise her that (Woah, woah) I cannot promise you that (Let's go, let's go) Yeah, fuck it, I'm goin' up Pull up, they know it's us I just been buildin' this shit, brick after brick and now they all showin' up (Yeah, yeah) Big Cuban, I'm glowin' up Yeah, Al-Qaeda, I'm blowin' up Gotta put on for the gang, the motherfuckin' Grey, them threes, I throw it up Ain't reppin' that shit that they claimin', they bitches, they pussy, they punk The way that my money be flowin' in every day first of the month I'm facin' a blunt rememberin' days I was jailed in Estonia Now I'm takin' over, yeah, imperial colonial (Yeah) Aus Songtexte Mania