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  • 2021.08.27
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You I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we'll do Ain't nothin' plain on me, nigga, four chains on me I ain't trippin' 'bout that hoe, nigga, she came on me I gotta bitch from the west, she'll suck a nigga soft Bitch from the east, she'll fuck a nigga dawg Still playin' with that raw even though I gotta deal Had to get up out the city, I just got a nigga killed Pause, I'm lyin', kinda still sippin' out the Fanta Oxycotin and Opanas, I want 4-2 for each Niggas up, Lou for free, that's my nigga, come and kick it Mr. still'll serve the city, I'm the reason it's some chicken Why the fuck you in the kitchen tryna turn one? Daire quit pullin' on the blender for you burn somethin' Baby, say she wanna real nigga, she don't get it Why you ain't never up at night? I told you I been sippin' Still go harder for my niggas, wish I can bring you back Turntest in the city white lows, blue flags Know I keep two flags on bang I just drop a Urus for the gang Catch me in the city, young nigga, four chains Signed to CMG still in the dope game I don't swipe propane, really got it out the mud Big fo' gang, catch me ridin' with the thugs I got it on my own, ain't nobody help me Remain humble, sell crack to dope fiends You can't lil' bro me, bitch, I really gotta check Throw two in his shit, I be really on that Put the city on my back, still remember hard times 2018 was the year my dawg died Pull up in frog eyes, yeah, nigga we winnin' Amiris on low if not wheat Timbs Me and 42 pullin' up in twin Bentleys Peanut butter seats so my windows tinted Know I keep two flags on bang I just drop a Urus for the gang Turnt from the D to LA Always keep it a hunnid K Number one nigga but they never gon' admit it I was doin' two hunnid in a 'Rarri and got a ticket Every time they see me, they say they ain't see me in a minute Prolly fuckin' on ya bitches, prolly runnin' up some digits Forgiato wheels both lanes Floor mats say a nigga name Interrogation Feds try to put us on the board, never identified All my niggas always gettin' dough, it's always chicken time I got niggas in the box, gon' call me collect I got model bitches that be tryna call me for sex And you know what they say, "If it ain't directed, then don't respect it" You see 'em out in public, they gon' act like they never said it I see by the C side, I throw it up two times Yo nigga got it gangsta, Carti bought it off Groupon One of the young niggas that be gettin' love in the city From the hood to the dub in the tub pull up with 'em Pull up in frog eyes, yeah, nigga we winnin' Amiris on low if not wheat Timbs Me and 42 pullin' up in twin Bentleys Peanut butter seats so my windows tinted Know I keep two flags on bang I just drop a Urus for the gang Turnt from the D to LA Always keep it a hunnid K

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