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I walk in the room and then eat it up
If your gang at the table, can't eat with us
Three hunnid' K on the Bentley truck
We do not care bout' ya gang, bet not beef with us
She fuckin' with lames, wanna leave with us
We post in the flame and then eat it up
I ordered a Brabus, two hunnid' more thousand
I spent a lil fifty to geek it up
If it's smoke in your heart, nigga speak it up
Nigga talk about it, I got young niggas already caught a body
I done fucked on a bitch and forgot about it
He got left on the block, he a porta potty
Bought the Lambo, the door coming suicidal
We gon' spin on they block, don't care who the rival
If your gang at the table, can't eat with us
Three hunnid' K on the Bentley truck
We do not care bout' ya gang, bet not beef with us
She fuckin' with lames, wanna leave with us
We post in the flame and then eat it up
I ordered a Brabus, two hunnid' more thousand
I spent a lil fifty to geek it up
If it's smoke in your heart, nigga speak it up
Nigga talk about it, I got young niggas already caught a body
I done fucked on a bitch and forgot about it
He got left on the block, he a porta potty
Bought the Lambo, the door coming suicidal
We gon' spin on they block, don't care who the rival
Every car that I bought I still got a title
Every bitch that I fucked, they ain't nothing without 'em, facts
Nigga better tuck that chain, every nigga with a gang
That shit get snatched
50, Bring me a hat, they let off by 60, no coming back
We fucking bitch, don't get attached
I couple of Mil' in a stash, We lookin' like "where they be at"
When we see 'em, we ready to crash
Hop in a track hawk, slide
Bulletproof, I don't gotta hide
Glock .40 this gon' burn a nigga, .556 he fried
I ain't tryna kick it, don't hang with niggas
Cutting off all loose ties, niggas be rats and lies
Every bitch that I fucked, they ain't nothing without 'em, facts
Nigga better tuck that chain, every nigga with a gang
That shit get snatched
50, Bring me a hat, they let off by 60, no coming back
We fucking bitch, don't get attached
I couple of Mil' in a stash, We lookin' like "where they be at"
When we see 'em, we ready to crash
Hop in a track hawk, slide
Bulletproof, I don't gotta hide
Glock .40 this gon' burn a nigga, .556 he fried
I ain't tryna kick it, don't hang with niggas
Cutting off all loose ties, niggas be rats and lies
Giving out bullets, no matter your size
Big dawg, get you stepped on
Big dawg, get you wet
Big dawg, get your wife gone
Big dawg, give her back
Big dawg, playing with millions nigga
Imma big dawg to the max
Big dawg, having that moneyion
Big dawg, get you stepped on
Big dawg, get you wet
Big dawg, get your wife gone
Big dawg, give her back
Big dawg, playing with millions nigga
Imma big dawg to the max
Big dawg, having that moneyion
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