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Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?) (Nine9 made it) I will never change On my gang, no I won't And I just left the YSL store Bought her Saint Laurent Still with the niggas who be Whippin' up the pot Lil Wayne with this glizzy We gon' make the block hot Plain Jane on my wrist, yeah I call the shot Brodie ran up and he got shot SRT the Range, I get in the droptop Kel-Tec got a beam Don't get in the dot I get the money, man, I get it fast Trackhawk, boy, this not no Jag I heard you be moving pounds Let me see what's in that bag Seen you talking to the fakes Man that should've been a flag And this lean got me stuck like I'm sippin' freeze tag Green lean really yuck But I sip it, my bad I just sold another Perc' Nigga, hi Chad And I don't give a fuck About a school or a grad 'Cause I make more money Than a grad on my dad I will never change On my gang, no I won't And I just left the YSL store Bought her Saint Laurent Still with the niggas who be Whippin' up the pot Lil Wayne with this glizzy We gon' make the block hot Plain Jane on my wrist, yeah I call the shot Brodie ran up and he got shot SRT the Range, I get in the droptop Kel-Tec got a beam Don't get in the dot
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