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[Chorus: Bino Brown]
I jumped off the porch when I was twelve years old
I bought my first pack and I had twelve things sold
I was flexin' hard, I had twelve chains gold
I don't f*ck with twelve, man, you already know
I jumped off the porch when I was twelve years old
I bought my first pack and I had twelve things sold
I was flexin' hard, I had twelve chains gold
I don't f*ck with twelve, man, you n*ggas just some hoes

[Verse 1: Bino Brown]
Worldwide plug, I sent 'em to Orlando
Fifty thousand profit, man, just chillin' in a bando
Styling in my trap, dog, this sh*t should be a movie
Maison Margiela's, dawg, these ain't no Gucci's
I bust the bowls, never touch the pot, nah
Cruise the world and chill with a thot, yeah
Man, these n*ggas better get with the program
These b*tches trickin' on their daddy, n*gga, you don't know now
I keep it too real, you might get your feelings hurt
n*gga, I get it out the mud, my momma say I'm doin' dirt
It's Bino up in this b*tch and ain't none realer
More money, more problems, I got more killers

[Chorus: Bino Brown]
I jumped off the porch when I was twelve years old
I bought my first pack and I had twelve things sold
I was flexin' hard, I had twelve chains gold
I don't f*ck with twelve, man, you already know
I jumped off the porch when I was twelve years old
I bought my first pack and I had twelve things sold
I was flexin' hard, I had twelve chains gold
I don't f*ck with twelve, man, you n*ggas just some hoes
[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
In the twelfth grade I knocked up on a bankroll, uh
R.I.P. to my lil' n*gga Bankroll, yeah
One-hundred and fifty bands on my left hand, diamonds and gold, uh
Down in ATL, left the Twelve with four hoes, uh
Bet them boys come sweat ya, under pressure you gon' fold
My trap house on fire, but my heart is ice cold, ayy
Ballin' on these f*ck n*ggas, can't take it when I go
Just down forty, yeah, my man doubled back to get some more, yeah
I see police over here, I see police over there
Screamin', "Free my n*gga Gucci"
Also screamin', "f*ck twelve"
Jumped up off the porch head first by my f*ckin' self
Been runnin' circles around these n*ggas so long, I'm runnin' out of breath

[Chorus: Bino Brown]
I jumped off the porch when I was twelve years old
I bought my first pack and I had twelve things sold
I was flexin' hard, I had twelve chains gold
I don't f*ck with twelve, man, you already know
I jumped off the porch when I was twelve years old
I bought my first pack and I had twelve things sold
I was flexin' hard, I had twelve chains gold
I don't f*ck with twelve, man, you n*ggas just some hoes