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Pour me some more drink, nigga, fuck it Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (I said) Pour me some drink Sippin' on a drink, I don't need no chaser I ain't tryna go out if I can't get the drac in All about the paper, I need my payment (I need it) Prolly think he got away, fuck it, shoot a face in Cap on the neck, pussy nigga be prankin' Fuck nigga sweet, need to put on a apron Come to the block, nigga, real free base Flood the street with the Zod, nigga, check my face card Rain on the bread, you should listen to the J-talk When I grow up, man, I can't wear this hair out Play with me or answer door with my shirt on Spout through a number, you would think that you was fentanyl Go with your mood, fuck around and get sent off Buddy gone to hell, callin another nigga big dawg Been gettin' money since I was 'bout this tall So confident in this shit, nigga, I risk it all Jeff I attached to my hip, what you reaching for? Bitch lie to hell, how the fuck she an introvert? Nigga, that's some outdoor, smell like vinegar He ain't see shit but it flat when they hitting him Call him none bad, nigga thought it was a picture Make him a movie, start shoot him a cinema Runnin' round with all the paper, shit chicken Preparing myself for the win I can't lose Start touching money, tryna load up on blitz Rockstar drip, on back it's Ricky I thought of me, you know it when you call me Jeff Ziding the booth, I'mma walk-in chimney Nigga prayin' that I fall off, keep wishin' Fucked up the streets and the colors, I'm trippin' I'm a nigga gettin' to the loot, it done rolled off You think he a GI joke, fuck it, shoot the morgue up Screamin' that nigga gospel, I'm clubhouse 12 on the beat and I brought the damn drum out Before I went up in the route, I was in the field Ran the boat to your door, nigga, where the fuck you live? Got an Asian plug, nigga, Tokyo drip Get up, I drink, I can't even hear him He ain't got no ring, nigga, tryna get killed I'ma creep the whole hood when I get me an M I'm real lil one, dude, you can't mind drift Alt ho eat the dick up, she aggressive Dick in my hand, it won't go in no dresser I'ma holla if I ain't clutch, I ain't goin' on no stretcher One of one sack, what you got a crease belt? Froze up on the leg, gotta be more careful Shoot in the face, blood splatter like freckles Catch him in traffic, that's a fishbowl special Yah, yah