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Bunts make bases, or? Nam'sayin, niggas just tryna get on base that's all Aye, look Ridin' round town with my new chick, she on fleek I put like $4K down, lil nigga this aint no lease She said 'you fine', I said 'I know', we agree I like her style, I like her vibe, she unique Came a long way from the Northside Drive, and I aint going back I'ont even flex like that, but for you I'm pulling out stacks She want rounds, did like two, then she tapped She want this, she want that, she a brat Baby that's cool, I'm game in the meantime Full time job but I got a lil free time Old Fourth Ward, man I'm good on the Eastside Auburn Ave when I had to get a lil lineup These days only need one in the lineup My kind rare, yeen really gone find us Me and my bro made plays in the Honda Sunset strip Lauderdale where you find us Might hit Dade, just got paid, hit up Tea (Hit up Tea!) Switching lanes, almost died, I was geeked (I was geeked!) She was quiet, then we vibed, she a freak (She a freak!) I'm outside, what's the move, we gone see (Hey!) Ridin' round town with my new chick, she on fleek (She on fleek) I put like $4K down, lil nigga this aint no lease (This aint no lease) She said 'you fine', I said 'I know', we agree (We agree) I like her style, I like her vibe, she unique Look, aye Ridin' round town with my new chick, she on geek I just put 10 racks down lil nigga this aint no lease She said 'you fine', I said 'I'm cool', we agree I like her mind, I like her whine, she unique (Look) I remember days it was pat downs Err body bitch and they all got straps now Same nigga used to run round playing class clown Same niggas pullin up sayin that it's tax now I'm too fye, gotta itch, need a pat (Need a pat) She want rounds, I did three, now she waxed (Now she waxed) Said it's mine, got behind, said it's facts (Said it's facts) Hit my mans, "I can't serve you the pack" Melrose Park, two wit me like Migos Chick love green, hair black like Shego Fuck, I just greased off the whine, no Pinot Man I love the things that she did for a C-note Head game mean wit the hands like magic Prime ass box, shit dipped in plastic No more fronts let the money do backflips Scored two times, still I'm lookin for da hat trick I might hit Bae, drop ten this weekend My tree loud yo shit don't speak'n Can't drive my boat, you smell like treason $10K down can't do no leasin' Nigga I'm back in the mix, fully equipped, I just be talking my shit I made a play in the whip, had to be quick, cause I aint have any tint Niggas get mad 'bout a bitch, high as a blimp, I think you playing the simp I make a play for the zip, tell 'em to split, I'm back to swervin the whip Burberry all on my body, I'm in this bih going crazy, my brodie got a .380 She telling me that I'm jaded, I had to tell her I'm faded I traded stocks for Mercedes, Dolce Gabbana and saunas, now all my seats be reclining I need a mil 'fore I'm signing, vacations all spent on the islands (Gah damn) Ridin' round town with my new chick, she on fleek I just put $10K down lil nigga this aint no lease She said 'you fine', I said 'I know', we agree I like her mind, I like her whine, she unique (Look) (Okay, okay) (Okay, okay)
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