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Don't let us catch you lacking catch your a*s in traffic
S**t is gon' get hectic riding with that Mac10
Woop there go the police act like you don't know me
Smoking 'til I OD bankroll never folding
I done seen some b***hes pulled up then I get them
Tell them B*****s get it if you wanna fit in
Four thousand for this Moncler I buy 20a year
Don't give a f**k if the sun come B***h I'm the sun's son
Something like a light pole riding with my 'Sciples
Them Black Disciples in case you ain't know
I ain't got no jet yet finna go and get that
I buy it I fit it throws out I s**t it
Riding in the Range Rover all I do is change clothes
All I do is change h*es all I do is change bros
I can't have the same bros n***as act like snake h*es
Bouncing like a kango but they wanna hang tho
Don't let us catch you lacking catch your a*s in traffic
S**t is gon' get hectic riding with that Mac10
Woop there go the police act like you don't know me
Smoking 'til I OD bankroll never folding
I done seen some b***hes pulled up then I get them
Tell them B*****s get it if you wanna fit in
Four thousand for this Moncler I buy 20a year
Don't give a f**k if the sun come B***h I'm the sun's son
Riding up Lawrence see it then I cop it
Pistol I'ma flop it fop it pop it
Riding in a red truck looking like a d**n Blood
Suwu to them d**n bloods cuz to them d**n crips
My n***as coming doing hits don't give no f**k 'bout no camera
When I look in the mirror I see a rich n***a
Remember when I was broke on Front Street selling D
And catching felonies now get back to me melodies
Aye still Dipset
Since 20O8
Now it's 2014
B***h and I get my own cake
Get my steak and I eat my own plate
I smoke my own blunts
I blow my own gun
I rep my whole clique n***a
And I'm the youngest n***a
I got the mothaf**king Logitech
I got the f**king finest b***h
Ball got some fine B*****s too
Ball got some dime B*****s too
Me and Bally Ball riding in Lambo
Lambo like 'ello
Like shawty 'ello
Done it all b***h I'm mellow
Pull strings like a chello
I ain't blue B***h I'm yellow
'Bout my green mothaf**ker B***h I'm ghetto
You ain't talking green don't call my cello
'Bout green then I push it to the metal
Then I roll me a 'rello