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Uh-huh I been hearing them chatter quick You know I been hearing the mumbling Tell them nigga speak up though I bet them niggas can't do what I do I bet them niggas can't, get what I'm saying Pop it how I pop it, Ayy Flip flops I just hit a bitch no condom I been serving white boy, Adam, no jumper Circle full of bosses everybody getting money And we gone get a whole lot more of that this summer Run it up till the money counter get done Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb Taking my little boy to school with a gun Sad that I got to walk around with a gun Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun Shawty been sitting ten months without a bond If you want smoke nigga check on your lungs Cause I ain't never ever gave a fuck about nothing For shit to get krazy you don't want for this shit to get krazy (Rich Homie) Shit will get krazy, them young niggas act like I'm going crazy (Hey) All my niggas they pure, we don't even walk around saying "we real" I'm sad that my dawg just died Cause somebody gave my boy a fake pill My young niggas ain't got a job But I might hire them boys cause they kill (They do) Percs don't make me crazy if I take one Rich Homie on chill I was in the AMG, doing 130 Ion need 7 bullets on me, need thirty Alot of guns clean but a couple of 'em dirty All my young niggas about to start purging Shoulder strap on the choppa so it shoot sturdy Young nigga died another unsolved murder (Damn) Had to put a rubber on my dick cause she fertile Cole having chicken way before that nigga Colonel Blue tip bullets gone burn ya Stay out my business, if the shit don't concern you The nigga you call big bro used to be a runner Nigga talk slick bitch nigga get confronted And I got some thick shit out of Dallas, Texas Bitch redder than hi-tech (Double cup) Getting money this shit a process (Yeah) Still doing it for the projects (Quan, ayy) Flip flops i just hit a bitch no condom I been serving white boy, Adam, no jumper Circle full of bosses everybody getting money And we gone get a whole lot more of that this summer Run it up till the money counter get done Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb Taking my little boy to school with a gun Sad that I got to walk around with a gun Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun Shawty been sitting ten months without a bond If you want smoke nigga check on your lungs Cause I ain't never ever gave a fuck about nothing For shit to get krazy you don't want for this shit to get krazy (Rich Homie) Shit will get krazy, them young niggas act like I'm going crazy
Writer(s): Darrin Custis, Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Firas Shea Quick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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