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please, x2
This feel the whole entire world collapsed

Lil Wayne]
Uh, This that yellow shit
keep running out of it
We just sold 8 bricks
We ain't out of it
This our fucking hood
Run yo' ass up out of it
This gun come with clips
Shoot I run out of it
Work, Work, Work, I got it (x3)
I got it (x2)

[Verse 1: Fat
This that yellow shit, me I'm 'bout to go ape shit
Got eight chicks on eight molly's and they about to eight trips
Dice game, eight trips, got a Houston Rocket from J
She get it poppin, I'm a send her and that ain't even my main bitch
Home invasions, action, smoker Joe, I'm high jacking
Wrote the dope had my dough, I'll be there, Five
Sin City, K.O.D., Hundred all in one's
jacket, Versace shoes, Versace shades, I got a Thousand son's
Mama you the shit pay your car note
Why you fucking with him? Even his car
We rocking down to the cargo's
bitch so thirsty, Murcielago

[Hook: Lil

2: A$AP Rocky]
Call me Joey I'm a bad ass, world like Baghdad
Come through with a black flag and Vans, the Half Cabs
Bitches on that Pad-ad, her with her fat ass
I get-gets my dick licked, my friends hit (That's trap)
What the fuck you mean, I be sitting clean lean
Alexander Wang, that's the fucking jeans, triple
I serve the fiends, hit you with the beam chopper scream
Leave a nigga dead fucking with the team,
Choo-Choo that train go, drink slow, my gold
Soo-Woop or you True Blue, don't get your block taped though
Eight bricks get it off
Yeen' Ho Yeen' [You ain't know]
Range Rove or the bank roll, I shoot-shoot then change

Lil Wayne]

[Verse 3: French
You know we loaded with them by the Hundred boy
When you talk that work, you niggas unemployed
White work, I got it, work, I got it
Two chains, show titty ho, damn right I got it
Just copped eight bricks, just copped about eight whips
Copped work from Saint Nick, your stash like eight nicks
Smoke that loud and keep it quiet, let money talk
Get that brown bag and I skate off like I'm Tony
Benz drop my top back, your bitch look, I that
To the South and I pop that
She you for that ride back (Haan)
Bronx we got it, Joe Crack we got it
Black card no ho, damn right we 'bout it
boy (Joe Crack)