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You're so pretty my baby (Beat money)
Ayy, Jiggy nigga I'm wavy
Get money these niggas hate me
Riding presidential with the bows-jumping for a 80 (50)
Turn a bitch up if she basic
We'll turn this bitch up if you play us
G-lock on me, I been riding loaded clip hold Kobe I'ma bust 'til it's Tatum
You so pretty my baby (yes) I'm tryna get with you my baby (come on)
I'm off the liquor just send the location I'ma come get you my baby
Ain't worried bout these niggas baby (ion know)
They don't know how we kick it my baby (what)
Take risk I ain't moving complacent
Being lazy don't come with them franklins
Brand new bows cop it (uh)
Who ion got motion nigga stop it (like what?)
One in the head don't gotta cock it (boom)
I gotta hustle for profit
Dope too good can't get no sleep
We slide don't want no peace
Block too cold gotta keep my heat
Try me put his face on a tee
I move with the rock like Blueface
Come shop for it's too late
Finna drop with them bowls like a due date
Got some P's in a suitcase
Trap got hot but I can't stop we set up shop at a new base
I'm solo when I meet the plug my migos ain't trusting a new face
Nigga back up, you'll get clapped up (nigga)
Man these niggas just act tough
Four guys they strapped up, black box in the lac truck
With a Drac' in the back tucked, tinted up with the black guts
Stayed with the plan so I ran the racks up
Man them niggas ain't whack none
These brand new grams so, I raise the tax up
Writer(s): Jermayne Crowell, Rfn Mayne
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