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[Intro] Oh yeah, haha Hit them niggas with the Ooouu, Ohhhh, Yeahhh [Verse 1: Azizi Gibson] Lil z was young and wild Ooouu but that lil nigga had style Fucked up someone had to sit me down No bullshit, who the fuck would love this child Yeahhh Now you know where I'm at now Penthouse fucking bitches with sick tats now With that ass too fat for me to ask out Cause I already got the damn answers Ooouu, it's dedication The same way I got here, bitch it's dedication You just mad that you not here cause you not patient [Hook] This is Mr. give a fuck what you know Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold Big body, make them girls say whoa Party late, do whatever you want Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk I get stressed if I don't have me some Nigga fuck you, we get it done [Verse 2: King Mez] Young King Mez Momma wanted me educated (yeah, yeah, yeah) No degree, but I'm dedicated (yeah, yeah, yeah) It was that or be medicated (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Problems so heavy man some weighed a ton Boy, if you ain't really run with the gun Nigga please don't lie Cause I will pull your fucking card Some of my niggas really scarred But they here, so I praise the lord Man the system against us dog We got Glocks to even the odds And man most of these niggas frauds But they doing such a good job I guess they deserve applause I clap at all of them Would say more this the end of the verse though Everybody wanna be picaso Nigga you ain't even done with the first coat When it's all said and done, nigga, what did you work for They say you can't take the money with you Maserati recently made a hearse though (So this is) [Hook] This is Mr. give a fuck what you know Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold Big body, make them girls say whoa Party late, do whatever you want Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk I get stressed if I don't have me some Nigga fuck you we get it done [Verse 3: Ray Wright] Ohhhhhh, you just mad cause I waited Plotting plans, smoke my grams, contemplated Till she realize the man likes men And I'm so straight with the pen I swooped in and penetrated Now I ain't been fooled I'm flying high See, I got my rent in my pockets right Now, lil nigga tell me what that profits like When you done switched to luscious lobster luncheons From my pocket now They acting like some jerks saying I don't really do this Had to pull up like Dirk, with the rollie and the cuban With reuben white diamonds wrap them tightly around my dental Mr. give a fuck what you know with hoes all in the rental (This is) [Hook] This is Mr. give a fuck what you know Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold Big body, make them girls say whoa Party late, do whatever you want Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk I get stressed if I don't have me some Nigga fuck you we get it done
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