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[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh] North Face keep me warm case I get cold My South Vallejo niggas know I'll never sell my soul Baby boy mooching off the bitch, I'm independent You are not in comp' with me if you don't got no property Ho choose up‚ choose Chang and hit the lottery To him‚ Mcdonalds is a restaurant and I cannot believe My name Nef and I'm with Dusty‚ bitch, call him black Amanda always tell me please 'cause I'm all of that Teflon Twuan, give that lil' nigga his ball back Snitch niggas gettin' big like a New York rat I don't got L‚ so tonight I'ma Uber with strap From the West to the South, we connected the map (Ayy) That ain't your bitch if she ain't ever handed you the trap (Facts) 'Bout to turn a lion to a motherfuckin' alley cat It's in my blood, my mama pimped‚ my daddy was a mack Uncle sold crack, auntie on crack [Verse 2: allblack] Maison Mar-Mar, check my drip, the faucet broke (Cleats) That's Dolphin on my black raincoat (Check it) I cannot stop coughing, the flow so fucking cold Grandad turtleneck support my throat (Sams) Back up, back up, back up 'fore you get fired on Motherfucker, these is baseball cleats (Check me out) Ethikas on so the waka-Glocka don't drop That brown handle in your face, on me [Verse 3: Nef The Pharaoh] Slap your face with it, got mom and pops gravedigging I never play with it, same reason Lil Kane daddy did it Backstreet, East 15th, Boosie Badazz trippin' I sic my bitches on your bitches, now she face sittin' Don't punk me, punk the bitch who chose this campaign (Hello?) And I ain't doin' shit unless me and Jim gettin' paid (Factual) Get past bossman the badass is a dream, keep dreamin' (Boy, stop) I have them dope fiends downstairs put six in your cleavage [Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh and allblack] My name Nef and I'm with Dusty, bitch, call him black I ain't had L since Dre died, I'ma Uber with straps And I'm your real daddy, the one you call on that burner Kilfmb chain, been locked in with the Play Runner Take a trip, make a play, and come right back Hundred thousand on my wrist, I bought an ice pack Make your motherfuckin' chin best friends with your lap Attempt to snatch and get your dumbass fade pushed back My name Nef and I'm with Dusty, bitch, call him black I ain't had L since Dre died, I'ma Uber with straps And I'm your real daddy, the one you call on that burner Kilfmb chain, been locked in with the Play Runner Take a trip, make a play, and come right back Hundred thousand on my wrist, I bought an ice pack Make your motherfuckin' chin best friends with your lap Attempt to snatch and get your dumbass fade pushed back [Outro: Nef The Pharaoh and allblack] Black, check this out, I caught myself being a Good Samaritan **** the dog, and the bitch fucked around and burnt herself at the plate at Ruth Chris, man She ain't never been nowhere Ah, how many degrees is that plate? 'Bout five hundred Dumbass Might as well take her to Mortons and get her chicken bianco Shit is scorching, right? I'm telling you So I lost the bitch Damn, lost that shit Then a new nigga thought he was doin' somethin' good 'cause he took her to Panera Bread Oh, you talkin' 'bout Mr. Fools Gold Man, bagels, fake gold He had the whole bubble kit Instagram ad wearin' ass nigga, man Oh, the Shop Gold nigga chain, yeah Boy, I swear, I tell you You better tell these niggas take them si diamonds off I almost choked on the motherfuckin' plate Offset Jim 'bout to hit so motherfuckin' hard And Twada just hit you in your mouth so fuckin' hard, ayy We knockin' shit out Don't, don't, don't, don't make me speak on the deadly, boy Get the fuckin' table You know why, it's black Say that, Chang Chang Cleat check, baby Yes, sir Let's get it, baby
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