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We the realest

Ay, when I drive I like to ride slow

I'm in Flint smoking L.A., a different time zone

The same hill I watched you climb, I hope you die on

Fuck the police bitch, I won't never talk to 5-0

I got what you want, I got what you need

I get bows of this, I got bows of weed

I get in with sticks, the owner make you leave

You ain't catching plays, kick him out the league

I just do my shit, I just get my bag

I know these rappers be faking them bitches so tell them get off of they ass

All of the shit that I'm thinking I'm doing so you know I get me a stack

It's crazy how I can influence some people to go and get off of they ass

It's crazy how I can just listen to music, I'm fluent with all that I rap

Bro just be talking about shit that he doing, he know that I know he a rat

Yeah we gon' catch him outside of the club and you know we put hoes in his back fafafa

You know we put hoes in his back so I

Ride slow with this joint, nice odor

RP30's in my system to the nights over

Bitch you rarley will see me, a whole night sober

Bro just said to open shop but I might close it

I like to drive, I like to ride slow

I'm in Flint smoking L.A., a different time zone

The same hill I watched you climb, I hope you die on

Fuck the police bitch I won't never talk to 5-0

I get what you want, I get what you need

I got bows of this, I got bows of weed

I get in with sticks, the owner make you leave

He ain't catching plays, kick him out the league

I get what you want, I get what you need