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[Intro]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh
Nobody care, so what you cryin' for? (Cryin' for)
This .223, it got a lion's roar
A real n*gga what she been dyin' for (Dyin' for)

[Chorus]
I'm in seven cars with eleven b*tches (Seven cars with eleven b*tches), 7-Eleven (7-Eleven)
That boy lookin' wrong with that MAC-11
These n*ggas hell, we gon' send 'em to Heaven
I wear a size 10, you know that I'm steppin' (You know that I'm steppin')
Yeah, his b*tch in the car with her head down, but she not textin' (Wow)

[Verse 1]
Can't send my brother off, I gotta ride with him (Gotta ride with him)
Yeah, last place that n*gga seen was the hospital (Hospital)
These n*ggas be talkin' like hoes, what's wrong with 'em? (What's wrong with 'em?)
I knew I was unique, didn't belong with 'em (Hey)
Three number bullets like area codes
Yeah, I know that he's a b*tch (b*tch), but I don't put my hands on hoes
Yeah, frostbite, frostbite, my necklace on froze
Yeah, let me be great, it's a hot summer day (It's a hot summer day)
She getting hot so we poured some lemonade (Poured some lemonade)
He actin' bad, I'ma show 'em how to behave (How to behave)
[Chorus]
I'm in seven cars with eleven b*tches (Seven cars with eleven b*tches), 7-Eleven (7-Eleven)
That boy lookin' wrong with that MAC-11
These n*ggas hell, we gon' send 'em to Heaven
I wear a size 10, you know that I'm steppin' (You know that I'm steppin')
Yeah, his b*tch in the car with her head down, but she not textin' (Wow)

[Verse 2]
I caught a rise, n*ggas was 'round, so I Mossed him (Mossed him)
Like a mosquito, you know that I offed him
Out the league, he's a Harlem Globetrotter (Yeah)
He wanna prove he gangster, he gon' go the farthest (Oh yeah, yeah), ayy
These n*ggas ain't built, why the f*ck should I bother? (Why should I bother?)
Put cheese on a b*tch if she come to me with that baby father (Baby father)
It's crazy, but these hoes be lyin' (Yeah)
You keep runnin' your mouth, how the f*ck you not tired?
I just smoked a opp, how the f*ck I'm not high yet? (How the f*ck I'm not high yet?)
She's in a new position sayin', "We should try it" (We should try it)
7-Eleven (Ay, ay, ay)
I'm shining just like the sun (Sun), I'm ballin' with Devin (Ballin' with Devin)
This Glock clap like the ass cheeks on Megan
Stay down 'cause I know we gon' make it (Know we gon' make it, yeah)
Yeah, and nobody gon' take it (Nobody gon' take it)
Yeah, 'body gon' take it ('Body gon' take it)

[Chorus]
I'm in seven cars with eleven b*tches (Seven cars with eleven b*tches), 7-Eleven (7-Eleven)
That boy lookin' wrong with that MAC-11
These n*ggas hell, we gon' send 'em to Heaven
I wear a size 10, you know that I'm steppin' (You know that I'm steppin')
Yeah, his b*tch in the car with her head down, but she not textin' (Wow)