[Hook]
Thirty bottles, ten b*tches
Different city but i'm with the same n*ggas
Thirty bottles, ten b*tches
Different city but i'm with the same n*ggas
Same n*ggas same n*ggas
Different city but i'm with the same n*ggas
Same n*ggas same n*ggas
Different city but i'm with the same n*ggas
[Verse 1]
I'm just a young n*gga from the ghetto, Panamera pedal to the metal
I like em dark skinned and yellow, long as that ass soft as Jello
Still here with the same n*ggas from the jump street
Got some n*ggas that'll put that thang to your front teeth
I ain't a kid, I ain't finna play
All my n*ggas eating like a dinner plate
We put bros over b*tches, cause she only cold in the pictures
She tryna superhead the crew, then shack a n*ggas business with the
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[Verse 2]
Yeah, i'm getting love in my city boy, But i'm on a flight to the A-town
With a young thang 23, and she gone ride it like a greyhound
Yeah, i'm in the club with my n*ggas, i'm getting love with my n*ggas
With a lot of bad b*tches, cause we don't f*ck with you n*ggas
They said I fell off the sh*t hurt me, when you average thirty-five and hit thirty
The whole city get worried, but the sh*t a finger roll George Gervin with the
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[Verse 3]
I'm drinking D'usse now cause i'm rocking with Em
n*ggas hating on Jr. cause I ain't rocking with them
Hardy rolling the tree, it got the scent of a skunk
You bought your girl a car but i'm popping her trunk
Ay, we then n*ggas shining, we them n*ggas eating
We got hella goons, you n*ggas trick-or-treating
But we show hella love, give your b*tch a hug
Thats my kissing cuz, and when we in the club we popping
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