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D-D-Derol make me slap What's poppin' with baby you go bananas You the type of bitch a nigga take to his nana The hooker slid off, I sat it down for a hammer But I ain't trippin' I got broads in Atlanta Contaminated Fanta and that dope got me noddin' off Your last nigga was a bum baby, knock it off Syringe, hot spoon, and a cotton swab I learned how to push hop before I got a job Swear, I love the squad like my mama kids Become accustomed to the killin' when you come from this Why would you try to tell me that love exist? When you know it ain't genuine, What kind of love is this? It feel good, I can finally pay my mother rent She the only one that can tell you where that first hundred went Still puttin' off for the niggas I had to struggle with Same niggas I cop fifty bubbles and hustle wit All I ever wanted was a Benz Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this) Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit All I ever wanted was a Benz Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this) Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit My lifestyle many, how could you blame me baby? Holding conversations with God like, "Could you save me, maybe?" Grew up on 380s, we been playing with katers lately Ah, ah, ah We been playing katers lately I'm in the field like free safety but free the gang It's Oak Park on bloods, my niggas bleed the same Got a text message from mama that say, "You need to change" Bought the whole thing for my youngin' and told him, "Keep the change" Facials get rearranged when the yicki bang But I care for the clicker or something feed the gang Peep the slang ism is on some other shit You gotta bounce out with the yicki fuck all that tuckin' shit And it's okay to love the bitch baby run it in Santa Rosa, seven days, rubber band, another 10 Hundred band another hundred band fuck you mean nigga Gangstas at the table with silverware finna eat nigga All I ever wanted was a Benz Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this) Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit All I ever wanted was a Benz Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this) Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit
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