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Open yo mind up
Coming to blind ya
Ride up behind ya
We ride up and try ya
Go right ahead
Up in yo head
You actin' tough
Bitch you a walkin dead!
But you a crummy bummy guy
Dummy ain't lovin' no honey try
Run up on you wit a stick
You'll end up slumped in yo driver side.
Hittin' the plug
We gettin' the gas
Dub in the blunt
We light and we pass
Call it how it look
Saw it then I took
Took the cash from the stash
Cookin' my books
Cookin' my books
We cookin' my books
Call it how it look
Saw it when I took
Huffin' and puffin'
We always on somethin'
No lyin and frontin
Out here we love it
Out here you sussin'
Take all yo shit
But I ain't never admit it
Fake all yo ho's bitch
You ain't never wit it
Sick of the same, Sick of the game
Sick of the over-rated
Don't want the fame, don't need the games
Sick of the arbitrated
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Pull Up (prod. minivan)
01:47
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Slumpgod?! I'm a bum god
Dump hot when the foe shot
Cut up like that coleslaw
From your ol ma
You like a whole lot
Your bro mad his hoe bad
He Talk shit he getta toe tag
Roundin him up
Throwing his ass in the van
You know We get all that we can
Dese hos get it
They bread winners
Fly high 5 star dinners
No lies there's no way
I'll fuck a bitch if she ain't a go getter
Go get her I'll go trick her
He lover but I'll sticker
On a corner wit a bag
Come back in a day and be a lil' Richard
Verse 2 I'll serve you
Wear gloves like they serve food
Smoke woods with a cold brew
Got home hos; they homeschooled
Load up and then pop pop
Slow enough to pop a cop's top
Sirens sounding, heart pounding
Head fizzin' like a Shocktop
Minivan got slaps ho
Point it out no map tho
Day to day with the ammo
Rambo in our camo
Talk shit that's a gamble
Chop it up wit no sample
Cross it out no handles
I flip flop no sandals
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Sippin' the sauce
We flippin' and dippin'
while breakin' the law
Trippin' I'm lost
Rippin' the loud
I cough and I pause
Hooptie pull up
Reakin' like some skunk in my trunk
Ho got booty
Got me thinkin' I ain't have enough
Callin' her over whenever
I wanna unwind like a sweater
I'm prolly not sober whatever
Ya man he know that I'm better
She know a real one when she see one
You all played out like a rerun
You act like you wanna be one
But you ain't dealt with a real one
We premium
We Premium
Premium
Don't need no medium
We on that premium
Keep it on pushin' we movin' right past
See when it proven it likely to last
When he is sussin' don't act like its nothin
You know deep down below you movin' to fast
All them bitches be the same
All them bitches hate yo game
Them dudes just want that smash
Them dudes just want yo cash
Weed in the Swisha
We codependent
Our gas is premium
And we know where to get it
We need to fill up
No unleaded
Our gas is premium
And we revving them engines.
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She callin me up
She wanted to fuck
She needin some love
She likin it rough
She know I be up yup ya
Double cup of the mud ya
Double stuffin the bud yup
Rolled tight in the blunt
She hittin the late night ya
She knowin it ain't right ya
She fuckin all the same guys ya
She tellin all the same lies ya
Makin the moves woot woot!
Breakin the rules woot woot!
On a late night tip wit my dick in a bitch
And ya know it serious
Gonna lay down pipe real quick
Cuz u know that bitch mysterious
All the way to mornin gonna get goin
Before she actin suuusss
Don't want no problems cuz
You know that bitch is quick to fuss
She keep it low key
She keep it low key
It low key
Smokin og
In the morning
In the Morning
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Hittin the meds
We sippin on double cups
Skippin the feds
We dippin when trouble starts
Vision is blurry
I'm startin to lose control
I'm out in a hurry
Don't know who to trust no mo
Killin' the tracks
Plug in the contacts
We can't stop thinking of racks
Signin' of contracts
Pockets are hungry
Try and take it from me
You'll end up frumpy
Breakin' on a news story
We on them w's
We like the v dubs
We makin' w's
We hit the weed plug
We want them dollas dollas
We want the drama drama
We want them dollas dollas
Pass it out Obama Obama
Now hold it hold it hold it hold it hold it up
We gone poe it poe it poe it poe it poe it up
Not steppin' in clubs
We out here reppin' in gloves
As so is below
These ho's got no love
Nobody listening
The drugs keep killin' the innocent
We ai'nt goin to get what we get
Can't stop the imminent
I will climb to the top
Without not one of you bitches
You can't get me to stop
I'm gonna finish the business
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Wake up in the bed
Feelin' so fucked in the head
Been through it on bail
The weight up on that scale
All these bitches like a plague
Cuttin' the head off a snake
Always snitchin' to Jakes
We be callin' out fakes
The rap game on repeat
Best step back and retreat
This mask ain't trick or treat
This pack ain't gonna flee
Always be comin' with cash in yo hand
Something for nothin' I'm takin a stand
Callin' the bluffs, livin' the roughs
While they eatin' these xans
Rick gone stay paid
Rick gone stay paid
Bitch I'm out yo pay grade
Rick gone stay paid
Rick gone stay paid
Rick gone stay paid
Bitch I'm out yo pay grade
Rick gone stay paid
Takin' a look at a book
Takin' a shot at a crook
Takin' yo shot, stakin' them off
But I ain't nevah shook
Still standin' up stackin'
Rap bland I'm attackin
Checkin' the fact, laid on yo back
mack ain't never lackin'
Better watch what you sayin'
Cuz you a perpatratin'
Matter a fact you late
In fact you ain't makin'
Cash in my hand
Understand what I'm try'na do
Stash all I can in what I can
Now I'm trying you!
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