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[Chorus: YG Teck]
Still gettin' it, n*ggas had it
n*gga, my life a hundred like a Patek
n*gga, I been gettin' goofy with that baggage
I'm run a bomb through you with the smackage
You can smell my sh*t through the package
Chrome Hearts, I'm comin' through with this fashion
I can't even help what I do, I serve addicts
Pop up actin', get this b*tch crackin'
I walked in the front and got a backend
You ain't livin' like that, you just rappin'
Counted up a hundred, now all of my n*ggas saggin'
We c*ck and blastin', we 'bout that action

[Verse 1: YG Teck]
I never seen you n*ggas hit no plays
I been in the same 'fit like four days
I never heard of n*ggas bustin' no K's
Sellin' no yay, I'm like, "No way"
These n*ggas got it
I don't ask for sh*t, I'm comin' out the pocket
I'm like less talk and more deposits
I don't like talkin', go and cop it
I can run it up, know these n*ggas ain't one of us
I been on n*ggas' neck like a button-up
I ain't never had sh*t, now I'm comin' up
They ain't see me comin' like ten uppercuts
n*ggas be salt shakin' to these b*tches
That's just gon' make her f*ck me with the quickness
You on your first run, stop bluffin'
Hear that b*tch from eight blocks when I bust it
Breakin' down eighty-three, gettin' goofy
Meet me at Lust, it's gon' be a movie
Ran out of ones, threw twenties on the coochie
Now she shake her ass on the toolie
You know I'm goin' up when the pack land
Every thou-wow go in a black band
Ran up a whole hundred in some track pants
If I don't know nothin', I know how to trap, man
[Chorus: YG Teck]
Gettin' it, n*ggas had it
n*gga, my life a hundred like a Patek
n*gga, I been gettin' goofy with that baggage
I'm run a bomb through you with the smackage
You can smell my sh*t through the package
Chrome Hearts, I'm comin' through with this fashion
I can't even help what I do, I serve addicts
Pop up actin', get this b*tch crackin'
I walked in the front and got a backend
You ain't livin' like that, you just rappin'
Counted up a hundred, now all of my n*ggas saggin'
We c*ck and blastin', we 'bout that action

[Verse 2: TheRealBlack]
Got the rappin', still trappin', grams still around
So you know n*ggas still tap in
2021, YZM zappin'
Fake chain-ass rappers, they cappin'
Bags on the block gone like magic
Lot of fiends on my block like traffic
I motivate drug dealers automatic
Got the ball and you know I'm gon' pass it
My team always first, no lastin'
n*gga run up on me, it's tragic
Send his ass up to God, he a bast*rd
Triple O's in that hole, I'm smackin'
Water whippin' in the pot, that's craft
Hittin' all the bricks, but it's still that
How you think I made the extra come back?
My life boring, I just run up them stacks
Hollow tips in the Glock matte black
So many chains on my neck, ice attack
n*gga buy a hundred brands, throw it back
Yeah, hold that
Dior for my whole 'fit, foreign trappin'
Keep a Glock on my belt, never lackin'
f*ck a throwback, Black still havin'
Still got them grams, pandemic taxin'
[Chorus: YG Teck]
Still gettin' it, n*ggas had it
n*gga, my life a hundred like a Patek
n*gga, I been gettin' goofy with that baggage
I'm run a bomb through you with the smackage
You can smell my sh*t through the package
Chrome Hearts, I'm comin' through with this fashion
I can't even help what I do, I serve addicts
Pop up actin', get this b*tch crackin'
I walked in the front and got a backend
You ain't livin' like that, you just rappin'
Counted up a hundred, now all of my n*ggas saggin'
We c*ck and blastin', we 'bout that action