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[Hook]
(My shit’s crack nigga
Bitches lookin at me like 'It’s that nigga’
I smoke dat piff and I sip that liquor
Get cash quicker
If it’s drama my thoughts go and sit down nigga) x2
[Verse 1]
Watch you gonna say with a shawty in your face
Keep sleepin on me and get your body in a wake
Next day: Funeral
I keep your mom cryin fam
Stay squeezed to the steel
Hotter than a chef’s frying pan
Not lyin man
My eyes reveal horrors
These niggas bitches like female dogs
And I’m ballin while you shoppin in retail stores
And all these pigs thinking that 'We so raw’
And if you on your job where the fuck your check
See These niggas frontin need to take a step back
Niggas this is my block my town
Get your fingers cut
Off if you try to touch my crown
I’m the puching hard king
You peasants better bow down
We all dogs run up to ya
And make sure yo bow wow
Keep your merchery smokin that sticky shit
I’m gettin that dirty money until I’m filthy rich
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Niggas talkin bout how their triggas gonna shoot
But I’m in control I put these niggas on mute
Yo know 'I smoke
And I’m so hot
And I’ve been watchin (????) since ’05’ and
If you have money you either floss or shine
I can’t get you bitch’s brain off my mind
And I’m still lookin for head like I lost my mind
I’m kicked up
It ain’t nothin to toss a dime
Shawty told me he is borin
That’s why I’m pipin
While you at home sleepin, snorin
So fly the bitches say 'He is soarin’
Them J’s on his feet
'How does he afford em?’
And if hoes are hustlin
I’ll probably be pimpin
Either way I’m gettin bills like Cosby and Clinton
I rip tracks so
Skip that chit-chat
Or get popped in the mouth like Tic-Tacs
[Hook]
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