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[Verse 1]
Hit my line, where you at?
Pop up, come shop bitch
We got good dope, good dope
Servin' the gas through the window
I don't give a fuck if you kinfolk
Ay, ay, glass house was tinfoil
Straight drop hit like ten-four
Ay, real trapper I serve my kinfolk
Turn a good girl to a nympho
[Verse 2]
Let get it crackin', dope in the cabinet
I put that work in her panties
These **** be actin', servin' these addy
I put them M's in the cabinet
Forty go boom like tempo
Everybody get hit, even your bimbo
Even your bin fo', I'm in the trap rollin' nickels
Break down a pack like a swisher
Countin' this cash with your sister
She eat the dick, I don't kiss her
Ugh, ugh
[Verse 3]
She disappear, I don't miss her
Sippin' that lean like a liquor
These **** square as a picture
OG gas in the jar like a pickle
Get two for a nickel
We still trappin' hunnid pack skittles
Stain a **** for a figure
I give a fuck if they sign me
I'm on the block where it's grimy
Lookin' for me, you can find me
[Verse 4]
Where I'm at?
Up there, up there, up there, up there
Kush price set and it's stuck there
OG bags let 'em go for two for five
Ain't shit here sweet? I ain't lettin' shit slide
Fuck **** play with the gang, better hide
My young **** shoot like it's NBA Live
[Verse 5]
Kickin' the pack like it's FIFA
We got the package of reefer
Go get a pack of some reefer
Oak Cliff **** got it cheaper
Whippin' the work, wife beater
[Verse 6]
Ay, ay, she know I'm fuckin' then leavin'
So she suck on me like she leechin'
Ay, ay, El Chapo, I'm a demon
Fuck that bitch then deleting
Ay, ay, young **** hungry, they schemin'
Woke up them folk, they was dreamin'
We got good dope if you fiendin'
Whip up my dope to a Beamer
[Verse 7]
I beat the pack like it's Tina
Can't see me, John Cena
I got them spots like a cheetah
****, I'm fly as a seagull
Kick it with my Cliffside people
That bitch be lyin', you believe her
[Verse 8]
Ay, you kissin' that bitch and she swallowin' semen
Young **** came from the streets I was schemin'
All that rappin', cappin' like he a demon
Catch him in person, these **** ain't mean it
[Verse 9]
Huh, naw these **** ain't mean it
Boy these **** be schemin'
Huh, huh, two hunnid thou', I seen it
Three hunnid thou', you dream it
Huh, huh, all this money in the mattress
My necklace flooded in carats
Huh, huh, I just be duckin' these rabbits
Boy, these lil **** be actin'
[Verse 10]
Ay, ay, all of my **** in love with them carats
I swear I be thuggin' with rabbits
Ay, all of them gadgets up under the mattress
Them packs on top of the cabinet
Flight up be rollin' like Davin's
I'm all in the game like NFL Madden
Ain't never had dreams of rappin'
Just hit me a scheme and that's how it happened
[Verse 11]
Ball in the D like the Mavericks
All my young demons, they savages
Pop up, let you have it
They know the gang with that static
They know we pop up with thooka, this shit gon' get tragic
[Verse 12]
Pop up with thooka, this shit'll get tragic
Retarded like boy with the maggots
Uh, wrap up the dope like a package
Fuck this rap, I'm trappin'
Nosy ass neighbors keep naggin'
I'm with my dog like Shaggy
Reppin' my hood, it's tatted
Big 44, I'm saggin'
Got four bowls in the cabinet
Fuck more hoes than your daddy
[Verse 13]
Ay, kickin' this shit like Jet Li
Pass my towel, you sweatin' me
No, I'm not Keith but you sweatin' me
All on her knees, ho blessin' me
Wet a **** ass like Schlitterbahn
Chopper sound like a damn intercom
****, I ain't stop, fuck a pentagon
Gucci my bag, me and my son
[Verse 14]
At the store with designer, I'm trappin' in Gucci
Just hit me a stain, got me dancin' like Uzi
Do it look like I'm left off Bad & Boujee?
Do it look like I'm left off Bad & Boujee?
VVS diamonds, they wet  like Jacuzzi
Chopper hit him, make him sing like he Lucci
[Verse 15]
Sing like Lucci, ban like Boosie
I'm in the trap, trap god like Gucci
I smoke the kush to a doobie
I wrappin' the powder like Loubins
F&N, no Ruger
Shoot a **** like a movie
I had them cruisin' by Rudy's
[Verse 16]
Clip long as two rulers
Give her pipe then I threw her
Act like I never knew her
I'm in your city like I grew in it
You in my city, you tourin'
These **** watchin', try to copy what I'm doin'
It don't work like unemployed
[Verse 17]
Ooh, a **** playin' then we blowin'
Reach for my chain, then you dyin' lil ****, you know I ain't goin'
Play with Go Yayo, be dead in the mornin'
First shot in your head, we ain't sendin' no warnings
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