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[Intro: 42 Dugg]
Flex on the beat, n*gga
Young turnt n*ggas
The movement
Ayy (Feel me)

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg & Blac Youngsta]
Ooh, sh*t (What?)
Out in Cali, throwin' up the 6 (Okay)
Lames on my di*k
I'm the sh*t now, n*gga, sit down
Ayy, don't bend it over, b*tch, shake it up
Ain't throwin' sh*t 'til you naked, yeah
Young n*gga, I'm reckless
Open up, catch it
He playin' with O's, I'm stretchin'
Don't pay for hoes, I'm straight
I'm sellin' P's and H
Might serve a fiend then pray
Like bro, I got a deal
In a Lambo truck wearin' Bape
Any time I'm out to kill
They know this sh*t for real
Made a play for a seal
Then hit a two, it was double (Flip it)
Whole city sellin' pills
Ayy, free my f*ckin' brother
I'm 42 but I'ma hustle
My bro tube and he gutter
Ayy, one fight, we all fightin'
b*tch, hustle gutter whole life
In the Z06 with the fall lights
In the V, still pullin' all-nighters
Freaky b*tch send her address
I told my n*ggas they can all write her
No gun but I got dog license
And permission for me to sell it
We just got a sale for like sixty
Prefer to drive but we can mail it
I don't f*ck with n*ggas, they tellin'
b*tch, that's real leather, that's Pelle
This ain't no dilemma, b*tch, you ain't Kelly
But yeah, sing to me, b*tch
I don't wanna hear sh*t you did, you still a queen to me
And she know how to get inside and bring them fiends to me
Ayy, you the sh*t, baby, the GOAT
Wearin' Balenciaga, no coat, b*tch, ho
Gang gang, f*ck n*gga, lil' b*tch
[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Me fallin' off, they'd love that
I done helped n*ggas, where the love at?
Red bandana, where my bloods at?
And I still got my cuz back
And the streets dry, where the plug at?
I'm in VLIVE, where the struggs at?
Real Memphis n*gga layin' in the D
With two b*tches, where the rug at?
I was movin' dope on the interstate
12 gauge shotty, that's a penetrate
It's a room for eight, it's a dinner date
You ain't got a play, then you in the way
I ain't never liked that n*gga anyway
Got a Lam' truck but I'm in the Wraith
Y'all n*ggas been in the hood
Still f*cked up since I been away
Y'all still tryna pass me
Lamborghini with the glass seats
Y'all know I'm kinda flashy
It's a robbery? Gotta mask me
I know n*ggas wanna blast me
But they ain't got the heart 'cause they plastic
You'll die 'fore you see me in a casket
Police still tryna harass me
Tryna get rich? I'm already
Shawty thick, I might hold her like a pallbearer
Young rich n*gga come from sh*t
And I had to sit in a dark cell
CMG, Heavy Camp what I'm reppin'
Louis Vuitton, Louis Vuitton, how I'm steppin'
But she become a superstar when she naked
(Take one, action)
[Outro: 42 Dugg]
Yeah, b*tch, I'm still active
Dope game f*cked up, turned me to a rapper (Yeah)
At the door, still tryna UPS a package
My Amiris lookin' tacky (Why?) b*tch, I got all weak (Yeah)
Corner house thuggin', still yellin' free Skeet (b*tch)