That, that, that, that, that be Maaly Raw (Yeah, yeah)
Too many niggas be jockin', too many niggas be ridin' dick, nigga (Pussy ass nigga, haha)
Too many niggas be jockin', too many niggas be ridin' dick, niga (I don't fuck with these niggas)
Too many niggas be actin' like bitches, these niggas be actin' like bitches (Yeah)
Too many niggas be actin' like bitches, these niggas be actin' like bitches (Yeah)
I don't fuck with these niggas, I got it on my own (Let's go)
'Til I run it up, I ain't goin' home (It's up)
Birds in the spot like the Georgia Dome (Brr)
Nigga, we smokin' exotic, that strong (Exotic)
Stayin' down all day 'til my money long (Stay down)
Hood nigga, thirty racks, that's a phone (Hood)
Hah, don't call me, my nigga, I don't know you (Don't call me)
Don't fuck with you niggas, I'm lonely (Don't fuck with these niggas)
Yeah, strapped, yeah, flex
Yeah, flex, yeah, facts
Yeah, facts, yeah, tap
Yeah, racks (Water), yeah, racks
Fuck up the money, I blew up the sack (Fuck it up)
Don't give a fuck, I could get it right back (I don't give no fucks)
Yeah, trap, yeah, packs
Yeah, black, yeah
Dog, I hit from the back (I'm a dog)
Running through that shit like I was a back (I'm a running back)
Water boy, I'm the one go get the sack (Water boy, woo)
Fuck 'bout you niggas, I run up a check, hah (I run up a check)
This is a 'Cat, ain't no Scat' (Skrrt)
Pablo came back like Return of the Mack, hah (There he go)
Call him Ricky 'cause I caught him running and I shot him in the back, nigga (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
We the ones that's drinkin' cream soda
Double down with the Glock, ain't got no holster (Double down)
Brand new big truck, get your ass ran over (Big truck)
Geeked up on drugs, I ain't never sober (Yeah)
I came out the hole in the trap by the Krogers (Krogers)
You know I'm a dog, I'm bending her over, yeah (Rrr)
Anemic, my wrist is a frozen (Frozen)
These niggas be copyin', that drip really stolen (That shit stolen)
I put some lean in my cup (Lean), some ice on my wrist (Ice)
The interior the whip the same color blue (Interior)
Louboutin with the Dior, she mixed (Louboutin, Dior)
I pour up a four in a six (Zone 6)
I ain't really trippin', I knew they would switch (I ain't trippin')
I was just broke, now I Louis-ed my kicks (I Louis-ed)
Hatin' ass nigga, you act like a bitch (Like a bitch)
All-black Glock on me matching my outfit (It's matching my outfit)
We don't fuck with these niggas, they act like some bitches (Don't fuck with these niggas)
I don't need no friends, I just handle my business (I don't need no friends)
Hi-Tech, red lean fucked up my kidneys (Hi-Tech, lean)
Real ahk, nigga, I ain't eatin' no chittlins (Real ahk, nigga)
R.I.P. to all my opps and my enemies (R.I.P. to the opps)
Ain't gay, so I don't give a fuck you ain't friendly (Nigga, I ain't gay)
Ran up a mil', I ain't have a meal to eat, literally (Ran it up)
F&N, no kickback with the lemon squeeze
I don't fuck with these niggas, I got it on my own
'Til I run it up, I ain't goin' home (It's up)
Birds in the spot like the Georgia Dome (Brr)
Nigga, we smokin' exotic, that strong (Exotic)
Stayin' down all day 'til my money long (Stay down)
Hood nigga, thirty racks, that's a phone (Hood)
Hah, don't call me, my nigga, I don't know you (Don't call me)
Don't fuck with you niggas, I'm lonely (Don't fuck with these niggas)
Yeah, strapped, yeah, flex
Yeah, flex, yeah, facts
Yeah, facts, yeah, tap
Yeah, racks (Water), yeah, racks
Fuck up the money, I blew up the sack (Fuck it up)
Don't give a fuck, I could get it right back (I don't give no fucks)
Yeah, trap, yeah, packs
Yeah, black, yeah
Dog, I hit from the back (I'm a dog)
Running through that shit like I was a back (I'm a running back)
Water boy, I'm the one go get the sack (Water boy, woo)
Fuck 'bout you niggas, I run up a check, hah (I run up a check)
This is a 'Cat, ain't no Scat' (Skrrt)
Pablo came back like Return of the Mack, hah (There he go)
Call him Ricky 'cause I caught him running and I shot him in the back, nigga (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
Too many niggas be jockin', too many niggas be ridin' dick, nigga (Pussy ass nigga, haha)
Too many niggas be jockin', too many niggas be ridin' dick, niga (I don't fuck with these niggas)
Too many niggas be actin' like bitches, these niggas be actin' like bitches (Yeah)
Too many niggas be actin' like bitches, these niggas be actin' like bitches
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