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In my city, we got youngin's that'll crash out

I'll get to shootin' till it's empty

Take cover, swap the mag out

I got it out the mud like hoopin' in the yard on a rainy day

Sleepin' on me, you might as well put a million dollars in a pillowcase

Pull up in a foreign son-of-a-bitch like who wanna race

I could do this shit like Luka, 40 ball on any day

Bitch, I feel like Benjamin, I need a play for $50k

Fuckin' with my money, I'ma fuck around and catch a case

Hop up on the track, these rappers sweet like creme brûlée

If you ain't got no cake

You **** out here movin' half-baked

Bought my girl a pistol

She don't really need no mace or spray

Got a bunch of money for her to watch my problems fade away

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