Baby, wake up
I ain't doin' no tip-a-tap, I ain't doin' no missin' match
You already know what the * the price is, man
We ain't changin' that
Yeah
A-Light, A-Light, A-Light
Don't do no tip-a-tap
Don't do no missin' match
You want that bags, you want that swag
It's 32 to be exact
That price not different
Know who you dealin' with
Can't break down bows with none of these niggas
These niggas penny-pinch
Can't bring no hoes around
These niggas, they always tellin' *
Ain't got no hoes for none of these bells
I'm only sellin' it
My brothers stay around the brown
I call it Melanin
I'm outta town with 30 pounds
I'm finna Melanin
I'm finna Melanin
Them niggas know I'm peddlin'
Before I settle in
My homie need a three, so that's another team
I can drop my * up to the natty
Double what I speed
You might as well just *** another two
That's what I recommend
I might do a hand-in-hand
Cause that bitch, she gon' come with friends
And they might get it wet just through the neck
Like they came with the wrong
Quarterback, you touch down in the hood
And watch it do a dance
Spin it, spin it, spin it, spin again
But I am not a fan
Have you ever got turned on when you found out it land?
It's somethin' sexy about that money when it's in your hand
Don't ever show your hand, just wait until you win
I like to flex them bands, I know they watch me
Don't do no tip-to-tap
Don't do no mismatch
You want that bags, you want that swag
It's 32 to be exact
That price not different
Know who you dealin' with
Can't break down bows
Or none of these niggas
These niggas penny-pinched
Can't bring no hoes around
These niggas, they always tellin' *
Ain't got no hoods for none of these bells
I'm only sellin' it
My brothers stay around the brown
I call it Melanie
I'm out of town with 30 pounds
I'm finna melody
These niggas corny
They do anything for Instagram
I got a junkie
That do anything for Finnegram
Better watch their rappin'
Go from in the booth to in the alley
In the body bag
Or in the garbage can
Listen
Bitch, I'm sorry
I swear to the foreign
Clutch my chops
Customers at my trap house shop
Red my hue, I stunt with a rock
We're white and blue, it's not patriotic
I'm still a star, my security pop
Bandana spangled, my pride
I'm known to mangle entendres
Listen
Press a button like I just picked up the remote
New rose gold off coke
Scuba iced up off dope
Hit that road
His hoe call me the goat
Put dangling down her throat
Up that chimney, chasin' the smoke
Don't do no tip or tap
Don't do no mismatch
You want that bags, you want that swag
It's 32 to be exact
That price not different
Know who you dealin' with
Can't break down bowls with none of these niggas
These niggas penny-pinched
Can't bring no hoes around these niggas
They always tellin' *
Ain't got no woods for none of these bells
I'm only sellin' it
My brothers stay around the brown
I call it Melanin
I'm outta town with 30 pounds
I'm finna Melanin
Yeah
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Ain't like
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