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what's up, you b-tchâ€“ss n-gg-s? it's your girl â€”-, i'm here with my n-gg-, goldlink, and he's about toâ€¦ he finna freestyle
let's get it
yeah, rappin' to feed all my future children
s-xy black rapper who tryna plank on a million
but i won't give a f-ck 'bout sh-t until a billion
and all my n-gg-s 'round me can talk about ridin' spinners
with the windows down, blastin' the heat, in the sunroof chillin'
until that feelin', i'm never gonna forget my dealings
n-gg-s tried to jump us, i never forget the feelin'
a month later got gunned down, they caught him slippin'
karma's a b-tch, poor man to rich, i
two to a four, four to a six, i
honorable n-gg-s who turned to a snitch, wow
money on heads and diamonds on wrists, blaow
top ten baddest, the realest done had him, it's that real
fake smile, flat chest shawty, but boy, that -ss real
s-x appeal, shorty a hottie, that sh-t is mad still
with sharp heels, that's a bad deal
poppin' wheelies got n-gg-s up in the 6
connected to the border, they let me smuggle my sticks
flew to bompton, cali, and me and worthy just clicked
i live a life like michael and keep it purple like prince
keep like seven with me, got n-gg-s callin' me vick
yo bro, i just wanna say thank you, bro! i've been waitin', the time is finally here. we workin'. shout out my haters, i made it, b-tchâ€“ss n-gg-s