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Yeah... this Jass Clutch Yeah... Big Jass Tried to tell em' they ain't fuckin wit me, yeah Everything I did. I did on my own This ain't no gimmicks No fairytale... this a true story Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Talkin' to myself like these niggas crazy They think they fuckin wit' me Just to chill how I chill, and pay my lil' bills is more than a couple of G's Day after day, bitch it's play after play set the trap on repeat 100 some' K wrap that bitch 'round my neck, hit the Boro go fuck wit Malik Aint nun 'bout me regular I don't do no regular, this ain't no regular piece Cleared out my schedule and booked me a session, like bruh put Finesse on the beat Ike Turner a hoe, then I bust up 'dem bows, bitch shut up & eat You can't walk how I walk You can't step how I step, with them lil' bitty regular feet I like my bitch bougie wit a big booty, who know how to make da play I got the trap houses different locations, they boomin' from 8 to 8 They love to talk about me in they conversations, wouldn't have it no other way Don't you got the all white 'Maro Don't you got the C8 Vette How much you want for the 5 I'm like dat mean you want 10 Ian trippin, this big business, just put it on the backend Turkey bags wit the seals, I'm up but I want the mill I like her, her, and her Imma finesser foreal I gotta' whole lot of this here I gotta' whole lot of that there Moved in my new one and kicked out my old one Like never come back like cassette player Went snatched the bracelet, that bitch match the rollie That's 50 some' K for the set player Whenever you see me I'm that there You know I make moves like a chess player I gotta' whole lot of this here I gotta' whole lot of that there Moved in my new one and kicked out my old one Like never come back like cassette player Went snatched the bracelet, that bitch match the rollie That's 50 some' K for the set player Whenever you see me I'm that there You know I make moves like a chess player Finesse, two of em I was just in a shoe on a bunk with a lifer He told me young nigga go take over Being patient waiting on my turn, Im back Now nigga the wait over You can catch me in Houston wit all of my jewelry on Nike sweats and a FN I don't care 'bout nothing but my life, my freedom, my kids, my family, and backend All this shit is irrelevant, I'm sippin' medicine I'm poppin' addys to stay focused I pull up when I wanna, her pussy like 7/11 for me, it stay open Got a glock in my hoodie when I do my verses wit' rappers, cause I don't trust none of 'em I'm smoking OG Grandaddy so much, they calling me grandson I'm pushing up, squatting in a bench turn an Air BnB to a Planet Fitness She want some mo', she want it slow so I hit that lil' bitch to some Pretty Ricky Shit getting crazy I been on the road in luxury sprinters and jets Got my foot on the back of they neck 100 shots I ain't duckin' no wreck, Finesse I gotta' whole lot of this here I gotta' whole lot of that there Moved in my new one and kicked out my old one Like never come back like cassette player Went snatched the bracelet, that bitch match the rollie That's 50 some' K for the set player Whenever you see me I'm that there You know I make moves like a chess player I gotta' whole lot of this here I gotta' whole lot of that there Moved in my new one and kicked out my old one Like never come back like cassette player Went snatched the bracelet, that bitch match the rollie That's 50 some' K for the set player Whenever you see me I'm that there You know I make moves like a chess player Oh yea, this just my first one
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