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[Chorus]
Y'all n*ggas cappin', you ain't nun like that
You ain't takin' no chain, you ain't gangster like that (Okay, let's go)
I asked the ho why she nuttin' like that
pus*y Usain Bolt, yeah, runnin' like that (Okay, let's go)
Spin a n*gga block, why you lackin' like that?
Chanel to the toe, why I'm drippin' like that? (Okay, let's go)
Do the whole dash in a Rolls truck
Ho ask why I drive it like that (Okay, let's go)
Hit from the side, then I bend it right up
Now the ho askin' why I f*ck like that (Okay, let's go)
She ain't even ask it, why that ho actin' weird?
Why she play with her nose like that? (Okay, let's go)
sh*t, they mad at me, they mad at my money, askin', "Why it flip like that?" (Okay, let's go)
sh*t, I'm book smart and I'm street smart, ain't no degree on it (Okay, let's go)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, there just to whip it
sh*t, I rock the block like a [?]
Yeah, clear glasses, it's acrylic
sh*t, I told him he not invited to the party but please send some b*tches
sh*t, all my Glock do is hang out 'cause it havin' inches, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she know I'm cheatin' with a thot b*tch
Big stock [?] cartridge
n*ggas know that I'm pullin' up like a stocking
n*gga with a big gun, they don't dodge it
sh*t, I got a city girl, yeah, she hot-hot like a stallion
sh*t, I put that di*k on her, then I talk to her, now she poutin'
I put the motherf*ckin' scope on 'em, nah, cannot dodge it
I'm gettin' high as a pilot, yeah [?] they solid
Y'all n*ggas fairy [?]
And they ain't want no smoke though, yeah, hundred shots [?]
[Chorus]
Y'all n*ggas cappin', you ain't nun like that
You ain't takin' no chain, you ain't gangster like that (Okay, let's go)
I asked the ho why she nuttin' like that
pus*y Usain Bolt, yeah, runnin' like that (Okay, let's go)
Spin a n*gga block, why you lackin' like that?
Chanel to the toe, why I'm drippin' like that? (Okay, let's go)
Do the whole dash in a Rolls truck
Ho ask why I drive it like that (Okay, let's go)
Hit from the side, then I bend it right up
Now the ho askin' why I f*ck like that (Okay, let's go)
She ain't even ask it, why that ho actin' weird?
Why she play with her nose like that? (Okay, let's go)
sh*t, they mad at me, they mad at my money, askin', "Why it flip like that?" (Okay, let's go)
sh*t, I'm book smart and I'm street smart, ain't no degree on it (Okay, let's go)

[Verse 2]
Yeah (Lil Keed, talk to 'em)
Yeah, baby girl, share that pus*y (Woo)
I'ma rock it out, just book me (Woo)
I was overlooked like a rookie
Yeah, she know I'ma dig right in her, just wanna see how the face lookin'
Yeah, you know I love y'all hood, but ain't no [?] (Let's go)
Hey, I'm gettin' wasted off the Bel-Air bottle
And my baby brother love baby bottle
The bulletproof truck, it come with some dollars
I'm leapin' over n*ggas, no hop scotch
Hey, yeah, I got money, yeah, I tatted my face
'Cause I'm big rich, f*ck they gang
I shoot up your bro and smash on your bae
Shoot the block up on Mother's Day
Make sure to see they f*ckin' face
I don't even give a f*ck if y'all n*ggas proud of me
I was born a f*ckin' prodigy
And y'all n*ggas born to [?]
[Chorus]
Y'all n*ggas cappin', you ain't nun like that
You ain't takin' no chain, you ain't gangster like that (Okay, let's go)
I asked the ho why she nuttin' like that
pus*y Usain Bolt, yeah, runnin' like that (Okay, let's go)
Spin a n*gga block, why you lackin' like that?
Chanel to the toe, why I'm drippin' like that? (Okay, let's go)
Do the whole dash in a Rolls truck
Ho ask why I drive it like that (Okay, let's go)
Hit from the side, then I bend it right up
Now the ho askin' why I f*ck like that (Okay, let's go)
She ain't even ask it, why that ho actin' weird?
Why she play with her nose like that? (Okay, let's go)
sh*t, they mad at me, they mad at my money, askin', "Why it flip like that?" (Okay, let's go)
sh*t, I'm book smart and I'm street smart, ain't no degree on it (Okay, let's go)