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[Intro]
(808 Mafia)
Yeah
Future Hendrix, Super Future
All this jewelry on me
Rings on me, I'm f*ckin' swaggin', you hear me? I'm stylin', I'm fly
To the max

[Chorus]
I got my jewelry on me right now
Fifty round carbine on me right now
Got a hundred round drum on the seat right now (On the seat right now)
I got your b*tch and she with me now
I had her sippin' on codeine now
I let her pull up in Bentleys now (Pull up in Bentleys now)
My goons get it done with a MAC-11
These n*ggas gon' ride for this sh*t we reppin' (For this sh*t we reppin')
Be cool on that f*ck sh*t (Be cool on that f*ck sh*t)
And I'm on that f*ck sh*t (And I'm on that f*ck sh*t)
We work that dope out the mud pit (Dope out the mud pit)
We on that dope and that mud sh*t (Dope and that mud sh*t)
We tried to show n*ggas some love sh*t

[Verse]
n*ggas tried to flex they muscles on us
We cut 'em off and bought some better choppers
We f*ck your b*tches, let my brother hit 'em (Let my brother hit 'em)
f*ck you n*ggas, let my robbers get 'em (Let my robbers get 'em)
They just wanna see me out my mental
Went and f*cked some commas up at my dental
f*ckin Lambo' up, doin' numbers
Pop a molly up, I remember
Better put your misses up, I'ma get her (Put your misses up, I'ma get her)
f*ck her in the mouth and didn't kiss her
Gut the crib out with all pistols
I got my grill in, twenty thousand
Bought a few chains, that's a new 'Rari
I got this cute dame, give a f*ck about her
She want all this fame and a million dollars
I done took this pain and I'm noddin' off
Keep a few rings, give a f*ck about 'em
I'm in that new Range, don't give a f*ck about it
Grippin' grain on the Mulsanne
Sippin' drank at the Blue Flame
Hit the booth, let the booth flame
We ain't never cool, we just say that sh*t
For this b*tch, you gotta play my sh*t
Run it back and then say my sh*t
[Refrain]
All that old sh*t y'all n*ggas still doing, man, I'm over that
All that old sh*t y'all n*ggas still doing, dawg, I'm over it now
All that old sh*t y'all n*ggas still doing, dawg, I'm over it now
(All that old sh*t, y'all n*ggas still doing)

[Chorus]
I got my jewelry on me right now
Fifty round carbine on me right now
Got a hundred round drum on the seat right now (On the seat right now)
I got your b*tch and she with me now
I had her sippin' on codeine now
I let her pull up in Bentleys now (Pull up in Bentleys now)
My goons get it done with a MAC-11
These n*ggas gon' ride for this sh*t we reppin' (For this sh*t we reppin')
Be cool on that f*ck sh*t (Be cool on that f*ck sh*t)
And I'm on that f*ck sh*t (And I'm on that f*ck sh*t)
We work that dope out the mud pit (We work that dope out the mud pit)
(We work that dope out the mud pit)
(We work that dope out the mud pit)
(We work that dope out the mud pit)

[Refrain]
All that old sh*t y'all n*ggas still doing, man, I'm over that
All that old sh*t y'all n*ggas still doing, dawg, I'm over it now
All that old sh*t y'all n*ggas still doing, dawg, I'm over it now
All that old sh*t, y'all n*ggas still doing