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I'm just a young nigga Mindin' my own business Yeah Nigga the flow tighter than a virgin, ho I be murkin' The kicks cleaner than detergent, yo bitch be workin' God Damn I'm broke allergic, I hate that Wrist rockier that A$AP, 8 stacks I made that off rap nigga, that was last week I went to Stroker's and I threw that at some ass cheeks These rappers pussy all they missin' is the Maxi I need a bitch with Banks like Ashley tell her cash me Actually, I think I got my mojo back Hoes screamin' like 2Pac back Got the roof cocked back, lettin' my hair blow The day you seein' me, that'll be a miracle I'm very cold like brrrrr Heat it up one time Gold teeth blingin' bitches thinkin' it's sunshine Heartbreakers everyday I'm in a new time zone If I'm reppin' money, I'm a need like 5 songs I'm a get it in go crazy I'm a get it in go crazy I'm a get it in go crazy I'm a get it in go crazy Crazy, go crazy, go crazy Crazy, go crazy, go crazy Crazy, go crazy, go crazy Crazy, go crazy, go crazy You know you fuckin' with the dopest Got money on my mind stay focused Kushed up so you know what I'm smokin' on Cookie like the oven on headed to the provalone I get love every where I go boy Hit the strip club bitches on that pole boy They know they roll boy Come out the Riches but they sell that O boy The sauce like soy boy I roll this weed up Retro Jordans when I kick my feet up Young boss ass nigga do it for my people You niggas fall short I ain't got no equal I blow like C4, MOB shit Murkin' all these niggas on my COD shit Been a secret weapon on some solo key shit Gold chain, gold watch match my gold teeth bitch And y'all can't see this If you hatin' nigga stop it When them Wiz Khalifa tracks drop nigga then I'm a cop em My steez killin' you know I'm in somethin' proper And I don't believe everything I heart cause niggas be jawsin' So much Heat it's like Miami in my closet And you can call it whatever you want it's the takeover The reason I started rappin' really was skateboardin' And that's where I got my steez you niggas could hate on it But that ain't fin to do shit, prolly in some new shit With my big brothers and they run to Dave's Music I never let em play me, the hoes choose cause a nigga so wavy I just tell a ho pay me Shop at New York you shop at Old Navy And when you see a nigga like me you go crazy Yeah shop at New York you shop at Old Navy And when you see a nigga like me you go crazy
Writer(s): Jay Jenkins, Don Cannon, Curtis L Mayfield, B Krass Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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