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What the fuck, Neimar? I'm the type to take a trip, you know, First class flights. I was thinking, "Knock the Bitch," but the bitch wasn't right. Fuck with Glocks, that's why I went down for A pipe. So when them times got dark, I Flipped the flask for the light. The green will make a bitch gold. Why you think these hoes trapping, tryna get some Dough? Red carpet like Aladdin, walking in red Bottoms for the fashion. Fuck a gun, tryna see who come the fastest. I be with some player niggas, but they still Active. PP sticking with the posse like fabric. Wake up to some money, go to sleep with A bad bitch. Early in the morning, I get Busy like it's traffic. Early in the morning, bobbing and weaving all Through traffic. Magic like Aladdin, tryna knock a Thick Jasmine. The way she make the nut disappear, She know magic. Execute the cat, it's a whole Lot of tragic. A fifty ball, a hundred ball In the tuck, I'm stashing. Drippy head to toe, always in the latest fashion. PP tape finna drop, quit asking. Ain't no airbags, young dummy, I ain't crashing. We ain't chopped it up in a year, you Don't know me. Aware of my surroundings, you can Never back door me. I be wired hustling, But nah, I ain't Bodie. I be preaching like a deacon, first name should Be Holy. First name should be Holy 'cause a Nigga be preaching. Police asking me questions, Then a nigga get speechless. I been counting this chicken, I'm too rich to Be beefing. I can't battle for no bitch, I Ain't with the competing. We the best of the nation, we could hit The Olympics. Always passing hoes around like that Shit a tradition. Say she wanna trick, I am not a magician. So I only gave her D, now I'm keeping My distance. I don't need no permission, something Like a professor. Niggas steady riding dick like That shit a profession. If you going through her phone, should've been a Detective. Lot of niggas, they don't like me, But they gotta respect it, bitch. Mayall. Aretha Franklin 'round this bitch, you gon' Respect me. You You wanna leave? I'm the truth, she get set free. I'm Hundred different hoes to choose from and they Gon' let me. Choose from. When she ride it, it was water, it's a Jet Ski. Jet Niggas like these hoes, treat these Niggas like the press. Like the Misery love company, They be broke and be depressed. When I send a Nike sign up, what that Mean? I need a check. I need check. If I want to, drop a bag, baby, I won't Even sweat. She's a life taker, look, Baby, I ain't playing. Check. I just like paper. Cash. I don't really like fakers. Cash. Leave her 'round me, huh, I just might Take her. I take Got to risk it for The biscuit, baby, I'm a dice shaker, huh.
SouthSideSu, G-Bo Lean, Mike Sherm, John Mackk — Go
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