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[Intro] Yee, yeah, go Crazy, gang, go Fuck, that dough rollin' in Go, gang Six7 on the beat Six7 on the beat Yeah, yeah, ooh, go [Verse] Might hit you hard for pills Trap roll hard, you think I had wheels Bust in your ho and a house on the hills Just tryna fuck, I can't pay for no heels Yeah, big Backwood, run that shit up Run in your trap like give that shit up Knock on your face, I don't fuck, pick it up Ho keep on callin', I can't pick 'em up I hit the mall and ball out when I'm bored Niggas be broke, need to go do some chores Wanna go shop, tell 'em shut down the store Come to your block and get lit like the 4th Come to your block and get lit like a torch Roll up a big Backwood in the Porsche Trunk in the front, that bitch run like a horse We hit your shit 30 deep like the force I don't want your ho but I'll pull on her tracts though Try to set a nigga up, you gettin' clapped, ho Bro in the jail, told them let Matt go Not tryna shop, what the fuck did you ask for? And we got gas, nigga, pumps like Citgo How could you hit me? I hit me a kickdoor Come to the room with the chopper like "Get low" Take off his face, he can't give 'em no info Do it ourselves, bitch, we don't have hitman Try to play me like a ho, you get hit, man Pull out the chopper and blow like a big fan Might go to Johnny's, spend ten on a wristband Might hit the mall and then blow out the numbers Take your ho money, then spend it on runners Can't wait to let a fuck nigga play like he want it I got that K, I'll shoot in his face, bitch, I'm on it I pop a Perc, now I'm groovy, yeah I pour a 4, now I'm snoozin', yeah All my friends dead like Uzi, yeah That's why I ride with that uzi, yeah We pull up shootin' a movie, yeah Bro beat his murders like Boosie, yeah This chopper bad and boujee, yeah You can get wet like Jacuzzi, yeah Fresh off the plane, now I'm back on the block Aim at an opp 'til we take off his top Shine like rerock, put my tints on the top Ice in my mouth, I be talkin' that guap Boy, you is worse than a broke down car You can get split like a broke down 'gar Boy, you gon' die, let it go that far Boy, we gon' blow on you, you know we are
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