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(I need to speak to Mike Laury) (Yeah, you got Mike Laury) (Dubba-AA flex) Free DDawg (Winning lottery numbers coming up) Cocaine all white G-Nikes, so I hit the street right Hangin 'round actin' like they lost some, know what it be like I done seen how they change when I'm down Riding round that P, smokin' dope just singin' loud (this Is The Sound) Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though Dirty bitches they done ran off, left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home Causin' me to head on I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around Tell me change, but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now Hella blocks, hella chops, 30 shottas, no trap spot Plain jane, Patek Phileppe, arms reach of a crack pot Get that Rollie, I'ma send it back, I don't like how the bezel sized Scared for a nigga to see her arm sleeve she got hella dots Soon as it drop then the body drop Police comin', call it through the cell (blrrt) She ain't wit' a nigga she ain't 'round me now It was the same way laid inside a cell Tryna step on somethin', payin' to get me killed In that Redeye straight from out of hell Got to much money to be out here stuntin' And these dirty bitches don't wan' let me live What you talkin'? All my kids got M's of peace I knock somethin' off, I don't wan' talk Ayy, where the money? Where the lean? Goddamn Fuck 'em all, I achieve I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though Dirty bitches they done ran off, left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home Causin' me to head on I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around Tell me change, but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now Big stack, look, there go YoungBoy, his lit ass wit' that big gat Cemetary yard, I can't pass, tell 'em risk that Don't care 'bout how you cut it, you not makin' me (not makin' me, nah) Give a fuck 'bout if they clutchin', I say spray that shit (I say) I say pop that boy (bah), I say shoot that bitch While I wait on my house to get gutted, I flood my wrist I say hit the switch, I say put it in sport ain't got no kick I say lean, stand, stand right, aim right nigga for you hit that stick What you talkin'? All my kids got M's of peace I knock somethin' off, I don't wan' talk Ayy, where the money? Where the lean? Goddamn Fuck 'em all, I achieve I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though Dirty bitches they done ran off, left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home Causin' me to head on I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around Tell me change, but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now (This Is The Sound)