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[Verse 1: J.R. Writer]
Hit the club, different kind of toy
Bunch of sour in the air, middle finger to the boys
The b*tches love how I'm living -- you annoyed?
Leave them cowards over there; man, them n*ggas ain't employed
I'm a boss, I ain't gotta talk
How you puttin' on? Man, you need to knock it off
I be in my zone while you feeling kinda lost
Couple shots of the Patron got me feeling kinda sauced

[Hook: J.R. Writer]
So I'm ready; I been ready already
Bunch of diamonds in the pink Prezi, all heavy
You ain't know we get plenty, talk feti
You just starting out, I been ready already
Already already already
Already already already
You ain't know we get plenty, talk feti
You just starting out, I been ready already

[Verse 2: J.R. Writer]
You ain't gotta give a f*ck that I'm nice, though
Bad mami in the truck, Heights flow
Don't know how I give it up, but your wife know
I still got it on tuck, n*gga -- lipo
Sick with the rap tracks, this is a mismatch
King of the crack raps, you n*ggas been wack
Thing in the knapsack, don't get your wig cracked
Gimme that that that -- come get your sh*t back
Where we at? All in, going all out
Get to talking, that's because they all mouth
Ask your b*tch, she know what I'm all 'bout
I'm so sick, n*gga, I should call out
Little Hennessey, different kind of energy
Sicker with the punch, even sicker with similes
Remember me? We gon' have to talk feti
You can have that -- I done had it already
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[Verse 3: Vado]
You ain't gotta give a f*ck, but don't get indicted
Got my bars up without a liquor license
They hear them bars up, they like, this n*gga writing
Same b*tches have you starstruck, a n*gga piping
I'm at a table full of devils bacuto
Gripping metal, single sipping with Uno
sh*t is pathetic -- n*ggas better than who, though?
I'm living the legend I'm gonna be when I'm through, though
Get 'em, yeah n*gga let's get 'em
Sic 'em, get the dogs to rip 'em
The next bars, I did 'em
You can't bullsh*t him
Would sport Jordans, Pippens around hood denim
Quick to floss in an instant, send you off from a distance
Bottom six inches, red alert like she mixing
Get work, let's fix it, you all ready
Speakers in the trunk, hear it knocking all heavy
Vato

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