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[Intro]
Ay what's hannin
Hey where you at
I'm over here at this Ezell's man what's happening where you at
(?) meet me at the Whole Foods
Sock it to me

[Hook]
Aye, I sent that b*tch
Aye, is that yo b*tch?
Damn, sh*t
I sent that b*tch
Is that yo b*tch?
Yeehee, sh*t, damn
I sent that b*tch

[Verse 1]
Young n*gga, 20 on my wrist
All black 6 you ain't stunting like this
Word around, June hella rich
Damn right it's all off a b*tch I don't give a f*ck
On the low these rap n*ggas on my di*k
And I'm riding round with a mac n*gga I am not a lick n*gga
When I sold dope it was never zips n*gga
I'm the realest n*gga in the trap b*tch f*ck with me
Talking sh*t to the ho you a nerd
I done broke the n*gga heart when he got them papers served (aye)
We on the (?) me and Rico tryna knock something
Elevate the ho, let the b*tch go and cop something
Givenchy for my snow she a goon
Every night she bringing two G's home
In the trap blowing dro laying low
Tryna dodge the motherf*ckin 5-0
[Hook]
Drip drop, flip flop, wet paint, 22's
30 di*k on the hammer swear to God never snooze
Now a n*gga doing good crab legs for the food
Break the b*tch for everything yeah I'm playing by the rules
Drop top [?] coupe coulda got the hard roof
Speaking on my name b*tch and I don't even know you
b*tch hit me back ho when I'm in a better mood
Tryna get rich ho I ain't tryna marry you
Slide through the muhf*cking block on some mob sh*t
Can't even lie b*tch I'm higher than the c*ckpit
30 on the hammer make the block have a mosh pit
Pull up on a n*gga make him strip like my old b*tch
b*tch hit my phone say she hit for a whole brick
I told her good job I'll be there in bout 2 minutes
He asked me how I do it I just told him n*gga keep it pimping
Ask about me in the hood they'll tell you that I really did it

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