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Ah, yeah. Once again, it's on. One. Yo, BK, go on drop that dope ass shit, See a donk, think it's time to hold up. How the you gon' eat ain't shit to fold Up? Gotta keep my mind on dinny yungs, doing More just dealing. We smoke strongest, hottest make Us baby got the clip, and it wasn't ninety-two. All my lil' bitches with the curtsies I know By now, the game hood and crooked, You these Hoes play games and change They, change they, different lanes. It wasn't the same thing this new game. It took some pain tryna have shit like Lil Wayne. It took it, took the shrimp niggas to Pave the way. Staying high, tryna hold On To Gettin' Paid. I never thought that it ever be That the real would be coming through barrel of Gun. I never thought that would have see brother Lay on the concrete from never thought would But I'm realizing realized they Saturday flyin' fuck a Bitch. She God she smile much. She ain't even Have no real, but now I got feel. Feel like I'm posted to peel, and if it's On, It's A squeal, ho.