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Damn
Three grams in my wood
Free all my niggas in the hood
Got the snipers creeping up in the woods
Coulda fucked yo bitch
I should
Money coming in
Yea its good
Pour a whole line in the liter
Lil Runna offa the wokeisha
Diamonds hitting like a freezer
Riding round town with my got damn nina
Yea
Say he got racks he cap
Xd get him off the map
We only fucking don't put me on the snap
Yea
Tell her please get the fuck out the trap
My shooters knock you off the map
To many drugs I cant relapse
Niggas be talking like they really with it
Pull up knock you off yo pivot
Hit'cha ass leave you missing
We going rob yo ass fa them digits
Play with them racks play with them rackies
We get the back in front just bring me my pack please
To many glocks in the trunk hope 12 don't stop me
Niggas be hating on us so we keep a glocky
Niggas be talking this and that saying they going pop me
Aye ill knock yo ass out now I feel like rocky
Niggas be doing the most over a bitch I don't even want her
Talking shit on the net oh you fucking like that but you gonna
Pop out with the mops out we got sticks yea we got hunnid
Flip the pack get it back we going ship right out in a fucking hummer

Written by:
Kevin Simpson, Thaddeus Quintero

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