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[Intro] Yung Leandoer, Sad Boys Up in this bitch until infinity [Hook] Salute to the gang, know where we hang Bitches 'round the yard, they follow me like Pacman Salute to the fans, sold my brain gland Kit Kat Lick on my hip she got a chance Shawty wanna bang, she look just like a fan Snortin' in the bathroom, paranoia, where's my mans? Salute to the gang, know where we hang Girls all around the yard, they follow me like Pacman [Verse 1] Got my cup dirty, like I never poured it up Ridin' through the city with no ceiling, ain't no lookin' up She just want to tease it, I was leanin', they lookin' like us Touched by the moment, feelin' myself, I'mma cut you off Stacks on wrist, graveyard wish Openin' my eyes like I ain't never lived You know who I'm with, ten-million hits Put me on your song, I got killer instincts Ice on slick, Rick Owens on my bitch Avenger in the night, I be cruisin' grand whips Slayers stacks like the mayor Pager, she gon' hit me on my pager Later, gon' get it now or later All I want is to get rich, buy a house and some laser [Hook] Salute to the gang, know where we hang Bitches 'round the yard, they follow me like Pacman Salute to the fans, sold my brain gland Kit Kat Lick on my hip she got a chance Shawty wanna bang, she look just like a fan Snortin' in the bathroom, paranoia, where's my mans? Salute to the gang, know where we hang Girls all around the yard, they follow me like Pacman [Verse 2] I'm a guardian of the moon, white silver withtattoos We gon' hotbox in the coupe, platonic mind, twilight, two moons I don't give a fuck, I told you, Silver Surfer soldiers Went to war, it's over, like my cash, my mind got older I'm wearing my Timberlands, eatin' on marmalade Living in vain, I put sparks in a starter brain Hop out with ice, and I look like a target train Icy blue veins keep it real, 'cause the market fake I'm on a mountain, I pour me a double seal And I need medicine, pour me a benzopan' Warlord, but I'm not a cyborg, I'm almost real [Bridge] Salute to the gang, we can get it I know we will I know some people that ain't rockin' with me no more Triple six, resist and pass out during shows for Hard feelings start to grow when there's no more No more [Hook] Salute to the gang, know where we hang Bitches 'round the yard, they follow me like Pacman Salute to the fans, sold my brain gland Kit Kat Lick on my hip she got a chance Shawty wanna bang, she look just like a fan Snortin' in the bathroom, paranoia, where's my mans? Salute to the gang, know where we hang Girls all around the yard, they follow me like Pacman
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