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It's poppin' where I lock it, got a watch where they boppin' Got a 30 spinnin' out, and a Doc Docs coffin I ain't got sticky fingers, if I want it, I'ma rub him I'm 20 bags up in West, and I ain't even shoppin' Need my time managed, walk out the lines bangin' First saw five figures, I was tryna buy a Hammers Only just five minutes, then he would've died snappin' And they can't afford a drip, so niggas on a live fashion Where the *** am I plannin'? Never used to like rappin' Other side of a slide, I fill it with band rappin' Try tell your guy cabbage, before they leakin' I don't weigh the losses, I just wanna break even All I know is flip a bag, I can't even hit the sack Rocks into rose gold, all the wrist I did for that Carry more silly bag, now she wanna fling it back Two hands on a turner, it would've turned Timmy mad Chatting in a minicab, I don't wanna hug a strip Try get me banged to raps, no like flushing quids I don't even trust a dad, how am I gonna trust a bitch? In real life, nothing's quick, I'm tryna make money flick A two-ton really slaps, no armor, you're dead And if the drought's really bad, I'll pay a arm and a leg Pussy niggas switch sides, never be my friend again Told S we need to farm, he put a farm in a tent And I had to hustle phones, money comes, money goes Run into the bag now, my nitty got a runny nose No job, banning clothes, bats in the back, he knows Hoes really give the drop, I ain't ***in' funny hoes Fake niggas spotting me, that's not my cup of tea Remember I lost the land, broke couple luckily Two weeks back again, last week ***ery I come like a dinner lady, I'm carrying cutlery Love, love, love is cheap, so it's really stuck on me If I never had a bag, would she really *** with me? Like the dinner lady, I'm just rolling with this cutlery They were never bossing me, I got it off my own back I really had to phone Axe before I had my own strap Tell it in a rap so I could tell it by the throwbacks Told my cousin don't talk, I keep never phone back I just heard a weird sound, I think that this phone tapped Cut it for my bros birds, Lizzy and I sold dirt TT phenomenal, Anis got him so burst I figured out nothing else, touched me and I pole burst Started with the ground works, now I got my own bills And losing your phone feels, worse than when your bros doors Free for a squad five, all I know is the old doors I can't even link S, I can't even phone jewels You know I got my bros though, mully you the most real And I had to hustle phones, money comes, money goes Run into the bag now, my nitty got a runny nose No job, banning clothes, bats in the back, he knows Hoes really give the drop, I ain't ***in' funny hoes Fake niggas spotting me, that's not my cup of tea Remember I lost the line, broke couple luckily Two weeks back again, last week ***ery I come like a dinner lady, I'm carrying cutlery

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