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Two gen fives they stuffed right in my purple jeans

These bitches way too tight, I can't een put a dub in these

My lil bro slide with ARP, he swing it like a sword

This hoe she all up on my dick she say her shit too sore

Before I had a Glock I had G2C

He tryna wave that white flag, hell na ain't no stopping me

He talk down on my brudda, we chop shit just down like trees

Aint have no dad, I jumped in these streets with my team

Told my mama, you know Ima make it, she say you the greatest

Lil bitch say that she dont like my ego she know that I'm famous

Stuff dick in this hoe and wrap it up, can't get tied to you baby

They do drive-by's, I walk up I'm tryna face em

Fried his ass like popeyes, yeah I pop my shit just like I'm bacon

I stayed down and I waited my time now these hoes know I'm shining

Racks and VVS' on me don't stare bitch you might get blinded

Pop door on the SRT, don't need no key

I used to be so broke down bad now her knees by my feet

Twenty-thousand all on Birkins, no my bitch not cheap

Double G, I rock that shit shit everyday of the week

YSL stacked over Margiela kicks this hoe say I'm neat

Pop out .556 and no we do not shoot at fucking feet

Pop out with a .556 no not shooting fucking feet

Two gen fives they stuffed right in my purple jeans

These bitches way too tight, I can't een put a dub in these

My lil bro slide with ARP, he swing it like a sword

This hoe she all up on my dick she say her shit too sore

Before I had a G-Lock I had G2C

He tryna wave that white flag, hell na ain't no stopping me

And if you try to speak on bro we chop shit just down like trees