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A'ight, before we begin Baby, you know the rules No phones Don't talk about shit we do in the bedroom 'Cause, ma', you know I got a family Matter fact, just eat this dick, call me Jeffery Dram'-er (Dramatic nigga) Hahaha, YoungBoy, y'all ready? (Gangsta Grillz) Uhm, Jason, we here bro, yeah Fall, mmh, hold on one second Lost friends, yeah (808 Mafia) From a cage to the stage and my name, they screamin' loud From no sleep to no eatin', say, "I got to make it out" You love me? Then don't leave, 'cause I need my family now (DJ Drama) Oh, oh, oh, oh Gotta tax 'em, it ain't low (oh, oh, oh, oh) Bitch, I grew up jackin' outside that store (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I been went and tatted all my bros (oh, oh, oh) I been lost my patience for a hoe (oh, oh, YB, have at it, oh) Pop out, yeah, yeah All these bitches bad with me and they all tens And they have their way if they want, they fuck me together And they know I'll do it, I'll tell 'em, to be careful They know (brrt, brrt) Switch on back bro, Glock, my nigga, we don't fuck with cops (yeah) "He got dropped, pick up your nigga," what we tell the opps We wet up blocks, they know we let off shots Act like they not, but I know that they hurtin' Yeah, bitch know I ain't perfect, yeah Bitches ain't deserve it, spend my everyday time workin' Uh, I got Cartiers on, YoungBoy Steve Urkle She know I ain't perfect She just love the way I work it and I love her ass, yeah Can't dirt it, heard how you try to swerve it But I ain't no Swiffer than that .30, he crash I am not to worry, not nervous These are no Steph Currys, I step with 'em and they both fall (psst) From a cage to the stage and my name, they screamin' loud From no sleep to no eatin', said, "I gotta make it out" You love me? Then don't leave, 'cause I need my family now Oh, oh, oh, oh Gotta tax 'em, it ain't low (oh, oh, oh, oh) Bitch, I grew up jackin' outside that store (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I been went and tatted all my bros (oh, oh, oh, oh) I been lost my patience for a ho (oh, oh, oh, oh) (Gangsta Grillz) a'ight, listen up I need everybody to take their cell phones out and put your light on Light this bitch up I want to welcome you all to history in the makin' Oh, yeah Y'all niggas didn't see this comin' YB, DJ Drama C'mon, ma' You know I got a family