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808
Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get in it
ATL Jacob, ATL

Redbone bitch, yeah, Hi-Tech, yeah
How do I dress? Yeah, my flesh, yeah
Soon as I roll up, put my up
head, pour up, roll a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that tall shit, go
I jumped in the spot on a tall bitch, go
I told 'em to get out and bag that, go
I'm Lucas and Mad Max, let's go
I'm high yesterday
Put 'em on bean, yeah, put 'em on all the schemes,
Put 'em on lean, yeah, they whippin' new machines, yeah
By any means, yeah, we gotta out the scene, yeah
I just took an AK to a date
I just put some VVs in a face
And the presidential is a
Hit 'em with that first, Ray J

I'm a well nuisance and my bitch bad
Pop one Perc', you lean like kickstand
Skeleton AP, that's a
All these shaky, might as well dance
I don't trust him, we gon' dust him, that's some
Big foreign truck, it's lift up like an
I'll you how to finesse for some big bands
I got so white bitches, Ku Klux Klan
I with the pharmacy, come with the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a lil' hit on head,
comin' to get you, they slicin' your throat
Put a lil' bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, her nose
M.O.H., over hoes
I got that H in front of the lil'
Got dog and it's for the low
I'm with thoroughbred standin' at the
In expensive threads, head to the
I know they talkin' 'cause they some hoes
You know FN bullets go through doors
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I was too for the brodie
You a body, get a Rollie
We don't entertain no
I'm certified with my
They would catch hell woadie
Got a bigger scale for the
I met friends in Dolce
We done met and chopped it up on cool shit, uh
time my slime talk murder's on the cruise ships, uh
Got that cutter and it's than a pool stick, uh
Straight face, no dates, I'm a
I ain't even gotta my dawgs to keep one in the chamber
Ready to it off your shoulder, frustration and anger
Yeah, they get it, don't approach us, fuck famous
as I got my...
go

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These bullets, they be through doors
Drop low, get on the floor
Young nigga, they gon' 'head and your nose
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