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(I got 20 on my beat)

Everybody know my name ringing bells, ringing bells like the hallway

I ain't gotta cap in no muhfuckin' rap, I'll whip out and air it out broad day

I got in with that stick and I'm with that

Break a **** in half like a kit-kat

I've been tryna be positive, mama

They ain't fucking with Jonathan, mama (Nope)

Who you know put they muhfuckin' self on the map and now they don't owe nobody shit? (Me)

I send one of my lil' **** come take you off, you get laid on the floor by a jit

Got pulled over with 55k in my pocket, the police, they know I'm legit

The police they know I got sticks, they be worried about me

They know all my clique

These **** they know I'm a dog, I ain't worried about em'

I know he a bitch

The next **** that come play with me, I'ma send him to go ask Tupac for a pic (Bitch)

They say I'm the hottest new ****, go check the thermometer, that **** sick (Hot)

**** must have a fever or something

Heard he was born up in Cleveland or something

Let me give you a history lesson, we moved back to Charlotte 1999 (Okay)

I ain't saying that none of that matters

'Cause if somebody touch me then somebody dying (No cap)

Why he talking so calm when he say that?

How he make em' rewind and replay that?

Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get waves?

Fuck a muhfuckin' wave cap

Every time that the DJ play 'Suge' **** throw up they arms like a muhfuckin' race track

Every time that my baby girl see me, she run and say, "Daddy"

I love when she say that

Every time I hit one of my moves all the bitches go crazy

They like how I do that

I keep one in the head

If I don't let off first, I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back

Yeah I'm coming like Blade in this bitch

Fuck around and walk down in a trench coat

They gon' have to put me with the greats

Wanna fuck with me? She gotta wait (Bitch!)

On the yacht with me, me, and the kids (It's four of us)

We on the sea eating steak (Yup)

I won't go back and forth with a shrimp

You going out sad 'bout a ho, I'm a pimp

He keep bumping his muhfuckin' gums

We gon' put his ass up like a muhfuckin' blimp (Bitch)

Like to talk on the pillow with hoes, that's gone get em' exposed

He a muhfuckin' simp

You know he got that thang on em' baby

Quit asking him why that boy walk with a limp

I don't care bout this muhfuckin' chain

But I still bust yo muhfuckin' brain

Just got head on a muhfuckin' plane

Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth

End up fucking this ho from the back

I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop

And these **** ain't living like that

Why he talking so gangsta?

Your bro, he a fluke

They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute

They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb

They know Baby was just in Miami, now he in LA

**** think he Lebron

They know Baby go Baby on Baby

But five years ago, **** say he was Jon

I touch down at the front of the plane

And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (Dumb fast)

While he drive me around I be blowing out pressure

I'm chilling back seat with the iron

Bitch