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Pockets full, but i ain't lil baby I ain't even trippin', that's just how i'm livin' Get on that beat, and i get to walkin' Fans say, "double be snappin' and tickin'" 'Fore i got in the studio, i was on business Ar with the 30, i slapped in 60 Might put in 100 today, 'cause that's just how i'm feelin' Jumped in the water with sharks I ain't fuckin' with fishes (let's go) I was young when beano died, fucked up my pride Know i'm still gon' slime out a bitch Double 0 took plenty of l's, i'm fine, 'cause i'm big slime Lil double gon' handle the business Remember them days them cars wasn't mine But we still slid n' slide n' rollеd on niggas Til' the day i die, i'm slime, promotin' thе violence We really scored on niggas Gang unit been on my ass, watch what you say on a post, lil nigga Ma dukes said i'm a monster, livin' too fast But you gave birth to a killer Watch him go make a move, that lil bro gon' blick him Know these bitches ain't shit, but these niggas gon' fix 'em Snap 'em up with that chop and take 'em a picture Hoe think i'm a rapper, she don't know i'm a killer I can't fuck with a nigga, when you fuck with niggas That fuck with them guys Even though that we fuck and i don't like her picture Because she's not my bitch and i am not her guy (whoa) Opps get too high and they drop they lo' for a broke ass bitch And they trustin' these hoes Pull up, we slide, hop out, shoot fye Seen a grown man cry, 'fore he lose his soul (No bap, uh) Seen a grown man cry, 'fore he lose his soul I was just deep in that water since i was a baby I shoulda did what i was told Like, "fuck it. i really do it, won't change it for nothin'" If you chasin' yo dreams, then you gotta trust it She fuck my team, then that hoe lucky Hoe want her a ring, i give the hoe nothin' What the fuck do you mean? Some lust and trust? (Bitch, i'm a thug) And i'm ceo of my gang, lil bitch, so i do it for us Got a couple of snipers, they junkies, they good with the action Catch 'em, whack 'em, hop on a bus Bad bitches be twerkin to my song Sending me pictures with no thong, when i hit their city, it's up Remember them days with no iphone I was really livin' down bad, stuck up in the dust Have you ever woke up, been mad as fuck? 'Cause your pops been gone, and you feel alone And you only young, but you act grown But you gotta stay strong, 'cause they want you to put it on Copy my style, wanna be like a clone But these niggas rats, they don't know what what i'm on (whoa) (Uh, lets go) These niggas copy, they look like a clone These niggas rats, they don't know what i'm on Fuck all that talkin', put one in his dome Slatt, slatt I'm thumbin' through racks I beat up the trap and i get the shit back Slatt, slatt Thumbin' through them racks I walk up, hit 'em with 100 sum' shots in his back (uh, uh) I walk up, hit 'em with 100 sum' shots in his back (uh, uh) Slatt, slatt Thumbin' through them racks I walk up, hit 'em with 100 sum' shots in his back
Writer(s): Lil Double 0, Porter Terion Quintell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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