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Know we too up. Know we too up. You know we too up. Man stay in these chops. You know we too up. Know we too up. Yeah, you know we too up. Up. I stay in these chops. You know what's up. You know what's up. We count this shit up. I fucked her and fell in love with Maggie. I don't get that mad boy with flaggy. I pull the red bone on Jackie. Yeah, yeah. Pull my wrist out turn sunny. My trap, it drop like a bunny. I just dripped up the boy from London. Know I drive a cake out of drummed. Got a Glock in the hid' I keep one In. This bitch nasty, I might put my thumb In. In this car, I just start with no Button. Drop the top. Ridin' down Peachtree. Sippin' on Wock'. Smokin' on seaweed. Got a Eastside girl. Say she need me. I put it in prayers. Buy a CC. I'm chasin' my yen, it don't Ever stop. The hustle on repeat. Done run out of love, I don't wanna link. You see me on TV. But you can find me in Pluto if you Tryna reach me. I just pulled out with a new bitch, my Old she came with a receipt. You know we too up. I stay these chops. You know what's up. We count this shit up. I fucked her and fell in love with Maggie. I don't get that mad boy with the flaggy. I pull the red bone on Jackie. Yeah, yeah. Pull my wrist out turn sunny. My trap, it drop like a bunny. I just dripped up with the boy from London. Know I drive cake out of drummed. Got a Glock in the hid' I keep one In. This bitch nasty, I might put my thumb In. In this car, start with no button.