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Ayy, Wop, let me give you your flowers. You know you gave life to the culture You know they tryna give you life Nigga, put your life the line for this shit I got you for life, my nigga Six-figure striker, Two hundred titles I hit your idol, top off The Spider Don't need a writer, know you a Biter BP the electric, this with the driver Millions On millions, I'm clutching a rifle I set the Trend, now she digging my Nikes Pop out the Coupe and them Guccis so icy this bitch with A hundred for lifers Hit on a thousand, I'm Starting a likeness Try charge me a thousand, I Dodge like a fighter Couple thousand gon' turn that Lil' ho to a dyke She eat out her Buddy, I beat it like Mike Richer than rich, I'm really the shit I live in the midst, Bigger than this No, you can't get a kiss, Just eat on this dick You live with your Bitch, I'm fucking your sis Fresh as bitch, Check out the kicks G Lock in the switch, Make your tuh-tuh-tuh twist This Patek so icy, I can't make a fist This one of one, Bitch, I know they ain't on this Yeah, might Leave that bitch in my will Yeah, two stones A mil' in my ears Yeah, no loan, no Tab, no bill Yeah, Vitamin like an orange in Pills Six-figure striker, two hundred titles I hit Your idol, top off the Spider Don't need a Writer, know you a biter BP the electric, This with the driver Millions on millions, I'm Clutching a rifle I set the trend, now she Digging my Nikes Pop out the coupe and them Guccis so icy Mob in this bitch with a Hundred for lifers Six-figure striker, two hundred Titles I hit your idol, top off the Spider Don't need a writer, know you a biter BP The electric, this with the driver Millions on Millions, I'm clutching a rifle I set the trend, Now she digging my Nikes Pop the coupe and Them Guccis so icy Mob in this bitch with A hundred for lifers I'm the first one, put The six on the map I feel like it's '06, the shooters'll scrap Watch what you say 'cause The phone could be tapped At the mansion with Iceland, she taking a nap Just like the Arctic, These rappers be cap And like a newborn baby, They need to be slapped Ride with your bitch, Got her head in my lap Throw away the Gun, we got blood on the scrub Cold as A refrigerator, I don't really give a care Walk Out the bank with the cash like I'm biblical The money attract me, who cares 'bout the physical? Rejected the trade 'cause she couldn't pass the Physical Black Gucci duffle, I'm jumping on jets He Think that he me 'cause he fucking my ex I got some young niggas spinning on bikes Just Bring me his head and tell me the price Six-figure striker, two hundred titles I hit your Idol, top off the Spider Don't need a writer, Know you a biter BP the electric, this with The driver Millions on millions, I'm clutching a Rifle I set the trend, now she digging my Nikes Pop the coupe and them Guccis so icy Mob in this bitch with a hundred for lifers Six-figure striker, two hundred titles I hit your Idol, top off the Spider Don't need a writer, Know you a biter BP the electric, this with The driver Millions on millions, I'm clutching a Rifle I set the trend, now she digging my Nikes Pop out the coupe and them Guccis so Icy Mob in this bitch with a hundred for Lifers Gangsta Grillz Greatest of all trappers