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Bitch-ass nigga. Yeah. Damn. Yeah. Ay, ay, ay, ay. God. Shoot. Let's keep all that. It ain't no hook, I'ma just go crazy. All gas, nigga, no brakes, bitch-ass nigga. Suck it to me. What you know about twenty In the North Face? Slidin' 'round in the under, Nigga, no trace. No plates. We on the Bay Bridge. Lil Reese on the beat, nigga, this a hit. Like I got a black belt, I got good Kicks. White T, Air Max, this a good fit. When I go to take a flick, show the Good wrist. I don't got a million dollars but I'm hood Rich. Two drop top whips, that's a slight shit. Lately I've been feelin' like I don't need a Bitch. Bitch, you gettin' on my nerves on some Other shit. And you always worried 'bout another Bitch. Yeah, I know I talk shit, I don't Give a fuck. And it's never in the trunk, Fuck you thought it was? Big stick on the WAP, watch it play drugs. Talkin' shit on the text, now you actin' dumb. You a bitch and you know it, you ain't 'bout that. Lil' nigga fuck around and get Pimp-slapped. I'm in Pleasant Hill just collected Big trap. If she ain't got at least A, She can keep that. Me and my niggas on The road, we the SeaTac. Every time I touch down, hit June back. I'm just a Frisco nigga with a huge strap. I'm really good in my hood, I ain't gotta Flex. Bitch nigga talk shit, he can get whacked. Then lay low, make a smoothie with a mixed Bitch. I can't fuck around with niggas that ain't 'bout shit. I don't know a nigga's shit, I don't think they get it. Every bitch that I had was a go-getter. Fuck you mean? I ain't fuckin' with you broke Niggas. I used to rock Akademiks with the tall T's. Back then, nigga still had a couple G's. Back to back through the V, it was me And Prinz. Double back, I got game at the Four Seasons. I swear to God my life changed When I bought the Benz. I ain't never goin' broke, nigga, not again. Two-tone Glock 40, you don't want them. Young nigga fuck around and get himself killed. Nigga say goodnight, bitch ain't gettin' this ho Back. Off top, nigga. Ay, ay, ay, ay.