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//outro// Secured me a bag, came a long way, found a man in the middle Banks stay fat, with them blue 500's, got a nigga walkin' cripple Load an AK and lit the drum, hit a hug, just like a fuckin' paradiddle Came through with this motherfuckin' paper, got a young nigga ballin' ridiculously Way that I'm ballin', way that I'm ballin', way that I'm ballin' I been drippin' on a cinnamon, I look like I'm a stoner Had to get it off the plate, and I ain't talkin' many on the head They gone and whippin' on, cause he was trippin' on the come up Niggas say he want some precious, well the guard here don't want it Got a clip with the guerrillas, comin' straight up out the jungle Had to run me over, check so I can flex all summer No smoke at all, because I'm hangin' with my goners Got me rockin' presidential, got me feelin' like Obama I been ballin' since a youngin', nigga, comin' from the block Had to get it out the mud, and I ain't gon' never ever stop I been racin' up in the streets, so all I know is by the guap Nigga, comin' from the bottom, gotta go up to the top Talkin' labor, my nigga, I want my eyes off the top Got a key to the gang, gon' put that bitch right on the lock I'm just prayin' for my nigga, cause that's all that I got I'm in my dance, walkin' out, I'm pullin' out the lot Said she wanna ride this wave, tell that little hoes it's too late Lil' bitch stay in your place, lil' hoes get out my way Said she wanna ride this wave, said she wanna ride this wave yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Secured me a bag, carry my long weight, found a man in the middle Pockets stay fat with them blue fade huns Got a nigga walkin' crooked Go to 8K, Atlanta, Detroit Got a nigga walkin' crooked Got a nigga walkin' crooked Got a nigga walkin' crooked Got a nigga walkin' crooked Got a nigga walkin' crooked Got a nigga walkin' crooked Got a nigga walkin' crooked Can't let the joint hit all, just like a *** paradoodle Came through wit this motherfuckin' paper Got a young nigga ballin' ridiculously This the *** that I'm boutin' The way that I'm ballin' This the *** that I'm boutin' The way that I'm boutin' This the *** that I'm boutin' The way that I'm boutin' This the *** that I'm boutin' The way that I'm boutin' I been bottlin' for too long, they want me to go and sit down I've been chasin' for the dream ever since I was child I've been walkin' on the dirt road, collar green mouth Steady tappin' on my roller, tryna keep up with the times All the pain that's out my life, a nigga stay out here tryin' Tryna move it with the monster, tryna stay out with the grind She a bad mama, see then she know that she fine Push start the button, now she jumpin' inside Pull up on the mama with that drop top Lil' mama gon' one, two, three, and she gon' hot sky Hangin' with all of my shooters, yeah, they in some shot top All of my niggas, they smokin', yeah, we in some Rockstar Feelin' like Post Malone, yeah, I am a rockstar Don't pull up to my truck, my nigga, if you ain't gon' shop now 200 on the dash, feelin' like I'm in a cop car 200 on the dash, feelin' like I'm in a cop car Nigga look iffy, I swear to God that we gon' pop some, yeah Hop on the flyer, turns right down in L.A. Run up a bag, yeah, young niggas stay paid *** all they talkin' with, he sayin', she sayin' *** your lil' dick, bitch, I'm ridin' my own way She give me good head and ain't talkin' no toupee Repeat all this ***, but I'm startin' a new day Repeat all this ***, but I'm startin' a new day Secured me a bag, came a long way Found a man in the middle, with a man in the middle Don't stay fat with them blue face huns You got a nigga walkin' cripple So the A can't let the drum hit I'll get like a fuckin' paradiddle Came through with this motherfuckin' paper Got a young nigga ballin' ridiculously

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