| Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
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| Nigga, I’m trying to get rich
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| Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
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| Nigga, I’m trying to get rich
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| I’m in the trap and I’m stiff
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| I’m in the trap and I’m stiff
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| Bitch nigga think this a lick
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| Nigga, I rob with the stick
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| Hoodrich, nigga, I’ve been on the bullshit
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| Driving the foreign, I rob with the stick shift
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| Trapping the brick, we got sticks
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| Popped me a Perc and a Xan, I’m lit
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| Ooh, young nigga ignorant
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| Popped the Act for adrenaline
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| Shooting the sticks at my enemies
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| Designer dripping, I’m in Christian
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| Designer drugs, Hitech, and Actavis, lean sipping
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| Fuck that little bitch and I jump in the Benz
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| I got tissue paper, young nigga shit
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| I got bricks, sell you right in the kitchen
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| I sell the dope with the Glock with extensions
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| Fuck you thought? |
| Bitch, I fill up my bottle
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| Think this a lick you gon' get your ass popped
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| I fucked that bitch, I just got me some top
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| Riding with the stick with a hundred shots
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| I’ve made that Glock pop
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| Make your ass lean, rock
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| Still got that dope in my sock
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| Stiff, I don’t fuck with no cops
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| Run up, you get your ass shot
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| I got the keys on lock
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| I get the pounds from the crop
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| Trap God like Guwop, bitch
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| Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
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| Nigga, I’m trying to get rich
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| Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
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| Nigga, I’m trying to get rich
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| I’m in the trap and I’m stiff
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| I’m in the trap and I’m stiff
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| Bitch nigga think this a lick
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| Nigga, I rob with the stick
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| Stiff on m prices, I ain’t stuck on no bitch
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| Ain’t stunting on hoes, I got money to get
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| Wrap up a dummy, get your ass tricked
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| Jump in the Honda and pick up the bricks
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| First, I had to go get money
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| Then I had to get some more
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| Crossing minds, serving O’s, playing tic-tac-toe
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| I got that blow, just follow your nose
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| Riding foreign, drop the top when it’s cold
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| I ain’t gotta trap, it’s already sold
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| On the phone, I be talking in code
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| I’m too real, nigga, I can’t get exposed
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| Neck like the North Pole
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| Big ring like I won the Super Bowl
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| Cook on four burners, I need another stove
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| Gas like the Texaco
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| I’m getting money, said I changed on them
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| I’m still in the hood with my chains on me
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| Stayed down, I ain’t had no big homie
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| Candler Road, started off in the 6 Zone
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| Trap out the flip phone
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| In the projects when the street lights on
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| Selling off-white with the brown, two-tone
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| I’m trapping, tell my bitch I ain’t never coming home
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| Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
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| Nigga, I’m trying to get rich
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| Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
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| Nigga, I’m trying to get rich
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| I’m in the trap and I’m stiff
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| I’m in the trap and I’m stiff
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| Bitch nigga think this a lick
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| Nigga, I rob with the stick |