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I wanna ball in the wraith your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma my shot Praise God, leave it all when dead Leave your daughter with the Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing Before you were getting going, I was to it 2: Yo Gotti] I'm a dope boy Street reppin Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't me Know If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go I bet a Wraith on the bowl In the kitchen, cold Six ounce, pints, that's a superstove I had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and some If stars in the wraith, got the titles in the safe Got the lawyers on deck, got the for the case Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black Youngsta , to back cause that's my fam-o He a man, kill him For his shit, she want a for the That's that out the shit
I just ball in the wraith With broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead your daughter with the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you were going, I was getting to it 3] Presidential In the slum with the up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out Dab in my bag, it to her, wear her ass at? Dick game great, it to her till she pass out This the real caine, add B12, pour baking Stretch a quarter out a whole, and no Shout to all my niggas, who they figures Now they rich and you just get it out the Now he ridin' in the Rolls Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy Always been a hustler, not a robber, I stole nothing Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me Niggas still rhymin 'bout we did in the 90's, nigga Yeah, See it on my face, I'm a real nigga riding ridin under Wraith stars I just wanna ball in the With your in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my Praise God, leave it all when dead your daughter with the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas Before you getting going, I was getting to it