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You ready to be? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. n*ggas playing both sides. Nah, I ain't with none of that. You tried to steal a n*gga's swag. Now a n*gga want it back. Run that check up super fast, like a running back. I was down bad, had to get a sack. I was down bad, had to get a sack. Can't go out sad. Nah, never that. Listen. That pus*y sh*t, we don't condone it. No. We came broke, n*gga, standing on the corner

Make up your mind, n*gga, if you want it. I want that Jag and I want a Rolli. We living fast, n*gga, can't control it. You want that cash? n*gga, I'ma show it. Pull up an L, n*gga, I'ma show you. Pull up an L, n*gga, I'ma show you. I'm spitting this sh*t like a poet. I wanna make millions like Floyd. I hope I get an endorsement. Spent $2,300 on Jordans. Trust me, lil' n*gga, I came up from nothing

Nope. I'm balling and ain't even know it. Where I'm from, we poor. We drinking that muddy, that oil. My shirt say Dolce & Gabbana. Some sh*t you can't even afford. Pull up and hop out in Porsche. Them n*ggas know n*ggas is boring. When I touch that money, it gave me a rush. That lean keep a little n*gga going, going. That lean keep a little n*gga going. Put some more ice on my wrist. Put some more ice on my b*tch

Selling packs of the lean, ain't no scripts. The position, lil' b*tch, I'm a Crip. Don't talk back, but she give me that lip. f*ck that b*tch, then I'ma dip. You the ash of your b*tch, you some rip. I told that little b*tch we could chill. We fall from the fake. We the real. It's a different lifestyle how we live. Snatch a 'Rari when I get a deal. Wake up early, I see dollar bills. Pray my cousin can get his appeal

Pour that lean and I pop me a pill. Where I'm from, boys kill to be killed