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I did the dash I fuck your in the passenger I give the a blast I send dope to your momma though Out in the streets like You rats never be honorable know I'mma kid of my word A the first to the first
bitches be naggin the kid They get on my nerves I showed her my and they love me I'm that pack on muddy on these hoes Give a Xan to these Got em playing they nose I sleep on the off the avenue I to your city with revenue I put in it was evident I slide on ass in the 7 deuce Come on your bitch in a six trey Chevy, Mercedes I keep 'em Fuck all these bitches I keep em' I pull up right now I'm I hit your block with them My niggas ain't nothin' but some I sit in the with the gangsters You don't come here 'cause it's dangerous I be around here and I'm famous Gotta keep the by my finger Hit her sideways I banged her In the driveway on a I was on a perc Had a on me, that's a first Got your on me gettin' murked I post up and confident I up in a drop 6 Gotta Ghost and I pop shit I'm a boy with that cock trip I came in the I had crack on me Got big my bag with some Act on me I'm single and and she lash on me I told em' I'm back on my I get focused on millions and I just took me a trip out to See how we came the mud and the bottom, we did it I see how countin' this out Bet ain't never gonna do it again You see why niggas be hatin', ignorin, I'm goin' right in I was born to get this money in life of sin I bought up they got my dog on murder again See the fire come out the ass on the When you say you a nigga do you really mean it When I was sleepin' on the you shoulda seen how they treat me I the Actavis and pop pills so I can fight the demons
I did the dash I fuck bitch in the passenger I the junky a blast I send that dope to your though Out in the streets thermometers You rats will never be They know I'mma kid of my A hustler the first to the
bitches be nagging the kid Fuck it, it is it is if you get hit you get hit I forget or forgive Told never again I don't let in just showed out again And we just keep and servin' again and again and again and again I move the up, I'm reckless I'm Harlem shaking the pressure I might put on my next shit I could fit you in on a Wednesday I'm not for no pretend shit Just walked in with a girl that's triple what I'm making, what an when you know it's a body Zone 6, they know a body Kirkwood, they it's a body Lil' Mexico know a body Scooter in here with the Gucci get out a problem I might take to Follies You your life, just be honest I got the dash She want a with all of my niggas that just made the last But she too to ask I got my foot on their and my foot on the gas You remind me of a quarterback, shit is all in the past Esco and Boomin they got it on And I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the, I
I did the dash I fuck the on the passenger I the junky a blast I send that to lil' mama though