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I think this bitch so sexy, she want my Last name. The funny thing about it, I ain't know her name. The funny thing about it, most these niggas lame. The funny thing about it, they try to claim The game. I pulled up in some shit, That bitch spitting flames. Hop out with that stick, that bitch spit out Flames. It's smoking, oh, let's do it, Just like flocka flame. I wake up and I ball, go hard in The paint. Yeah. S-s-sipping on this mud, I pour out the paint. I am what I am, you are what you Ain't. Do what I wanna do, I do what You can't. I've been having troops, I've been earned my rank. I can't call a truce when my mind go Blank. Cool this forty-two, she gon' give me face. How my pants keep sagging, where LV my waist? It's 'cause I got this pole and racks in My jeans. It's 'cause your bitch keep tugging on my jeans. It's four AM and she don't wanna leave. Ain't from Michigan but I give her the D. Residue up on my fingers, been breaking weed. Writing down, yeah, yeah, I've been on the E. Writing down, yeah, yeah, I ain't had no sleep. I been jugging and been trapping all week. In the same clothes, I've been in the same Clothes. I can't hit the house until I make A bankroll. I can't fold a broke bitch, You know I hate those. I just jumped the curb, was geeked up in The Range Rover. I think this bitch so sexy, she want my Last name. The funny thing about it, I ain't know her name. The funny thing about it, most these niggas lame. The funny thing about it, they try to claim The game. I pulled up in some shit, That bitch spitting flames. Hop out with that stick, that bitch spit out Flames. It's smoking, oh, let's do it, just like flocka Flame. I wake up and I ball, go hard In the paint.