Unique

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Ooh la-la, Shaz

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Gigantic, yeah

Yuh, trappin' these bands and I been in the spot and I sat in this bitch for a week

Yuh, never had shit, but I ran it up quick, where I'm from, yeah, we call it unique

Yuh, come to East Haiti, we got what you want, got everything on one street

Yuh, servin' them bands while my bank get rollin' out, finna get a Patek Phillipe

I put the work in the street, I'm the double OG, everybody in the East under me

I got my stripes in streets, no cappin' on me, I was big homie at fifteen

**** ain't did what I did or seen what I seen, I was fightin' cases 'fore I was a teen

They say I wasn't gon' be shit, puttin' me down, now a young **** livin' his dream

Yeah, **** ain't fuckin' with me and it's simple

Get out of line, put the chop to your mental

Havin' on ice, you would think it's December

Fresh as fuck every day, sharp like a pencil

Blew 30k just to ice out my dental

Bitch tryna show me that pussy on Insta'

Got your bitch on me, she know I'm a winner

Illuminati business, I'm stuck with them sinners

Got a brand new foreign, can't get close 'cause it got sensors

Take a road trip, we got two hundred 'bows in the rental

Yeah, the whole way there, **** bumpin' on Flippa

Lil' cuh 'nem trailin' the car with the missiles

Got so much ice like I went through a blizzard

.762, hot come out the Drac'

Yet that lil' **** cold by the way that he shiver

Better ask the last ****, got hit in the liver

Yeah, we can fuck, but we can't go to dinner

Rock me a show, it's just me and the members

.45 to your dome, make a **** remember

I'm the quarterback, and yo' bitch, she the center

Circle real small, bitch **** can't enter

Poppin' these bitch **** just like a pimple

And when yo' ass dead, catch yo' bitch, I'ma trim her

Trappin' these bands and I been in the spot and I sat in this bitch for a week

Yuh, never had shit, but I ran it up quick, where I'm from, yeah, we call it unique

Yuh, come to East Haiti, we got what you want, got everything on one street

Yuh, servin' them bands while my bank get rollin' out, finna get a Patek Phillipe

I put the work in the street, I'm the double OG, everybody in the East under me

I got my stripes in streets, no cappin' on me, I was big homie at fifteen

**** ain't did what I did or seen what I seen, I was fightin' cases 'fore I was a teen

They say I wasn't gon' be shit, puttin' me down, now a young **** livin' his dream

Ballin' hard like AI with no practice

Fuck with my guy, turn a **** to ashes

Young **** hatin' 'cause they know that I passed 'em

Dolph in my ear, like, "You better smash her"

Get this shit gone, I'm a certified trapper

Turn a fuck **** to a ghost like Casper

Got the industry mad 'cause we shit on the rappers

When you see me, better greet me like, "Master"

Tryna put my mama up in a castle

Pay my tithe to the church, but I'm servin' the pastor

Call my lil' ****, they pull up with clappers

Only got one job, pull up attackin'

Stick a **** up just like a cactus

And know another thing, I don't fuck with rappers

He not like that, that **** a actor

And all you pussy **** nonfactors

Trappin' these bands and I been in the spot and I sat in this bitch for a week

Yuh, never had shit, but I ran it up quick, where I'm from, yeah, we call it unique

Yuh, come to East Haiti, we got what you want, got everything on one street

Yuh, servin' them bands while my bank get rollin' out, finna get a Patek Phillipe

I put the work in the street, I'm the double OG, everybody in the East under me

I got my stripes in streets, no cappin' on me, I was big homie at fifteen

**** ain't did what I did or seen what I seen, I was fightin' cases 'fore I was a teen

They say I wasn't gon' be shit, puttin' me down, now a young **** livin' his dream