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Still flippin' chickens, I don't want to talk about it This nigga's polo, nah, I don't want to talk about it Good man, ask me what I'm ridin' in, so I can say the ends of My bitch rollin' out the window, so I can feel the wind blow Yacht big enough for me to fiddle up my kinfolk Bitches with me cruisin', Moulin Rouge They ***in' in and strippin', nigga, I ain't even trippin' Nigga, me, I handle business, God's my only witness Watchin' all my sides, sayin' we will ***in' hit this Me, I run the street, man, so I keep the heat, man When you *** with the elite, man, I don't *** around, boy You better ask around, boy, I'll hit you with the pound Leave your ass on the ground, boy, you poppin' that bull*** Like I don't bull***, fully loaded clips and whips Get the grip, lift the bricks, nigga, we hittin' licks Stickin' ***, gettin' rich, that's why my name ring bells All around this bitch, any hood, you go through They won't tell you ***, I make millions quick And I don't want to talk about it, nah, I don't want to talk about it I shoot a nigga, kid, and I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I *** the deadest bitches, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I'm still flippin' chickens, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it Big money, my car got the big face Forty-five, my belt got the big H Niggas hate, but I'm low, seven-star Caesar Niggas tryin' to line me like Poe and Preacher You niggas got the nerve, I'm in Johannesburg With Mandela nephew blowin' heavy herbs And back to the projects, low from the task force The dope spot sellin' more *** than Scott Starr I'm tired of these pricks, lyin' bout bricks Got my kid in my right, my tear like Mariah Nick Flyin' at 60, U.F.O. Unidentified, flyin' out to those 25s More money, more house, more money, more clout Smoke that AK-48, now mo' *** drought I ride big arenas, not bull*** shows In my pants three thousand, these ain't bull*** clouds I make millions quick, and I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I shoot a nigga kid, and I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I *** the baddest bitches, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I'm still flippin' chickens, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it V8, MK, S5, 5.0, a 6.8, MG Send it with my eyes low, call me I'm in Tahoe Fully loaded 9 glow, blue Seattle Hydro Blue Chiano ground low, Louis V, Infiniti Yo bitch in my Bentley seein' me gives her the chills I'ma *** her till she empty, empty on you If you front to your passenger's slum Get your ass a brand new star, get me a brand new car I ain't them, I'm different baby, I taught you Listen baby, listen and I'll show you How money controls you, I'll put you in my old school I'll let you pop the switch, pocket full in every pocket That's why I'm poppin' ***, I don't forget, I don't forget What you say, when you flip, when you get hit I hope that *** pop, pop, all on your whip I, I be on that ***, I'm hot, I'm on that bitch Bye bye, you ***in' bitch, you ain't hot, you ain't rich You a snitch I make moves quick, nah, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I shoot a nigga, Keaton, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I *** the badast bitches, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it I'm still flipping chickens, I don't want to talk about it Nah, I don't want to talk about it *