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[Verse 1]
Way before I touched the mic, I was straight off crack
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heroin with a K in the trap
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
I sent the box, send the mill, we should be straight off that
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches selling puss all day on the track
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
[Verse 2]
I ate, parked in Blow garage for a whole month
Ain't had no room in my garage, shit, I ain't gon' front
Updated my new bitch, I never dated the bitch
Might take her to Ruth's Chris but no relations and shit
She just made a hundred thousand, one night, one trick
So I took her to Highline and then flooded her wrists
Man, it's only right the bitch stunt like me
Matching bust-down Rollies, female version of me
Ain't a rapper in the game got more than me without a deal
Nah, I don't want  if it ain't coming with a seal
My **** in the chest, they be stuck up in the field
Free Jay-Bae, he coming home on the appeal
Yeah, I still fuck with blow, just need a pot and a stove
Yeah, I still fuck with Blow, that's my brother for sure
Nowadays, me and bro, we sharing these hoes
I remember growing up, we was sharing our clothes
[Verse 3]
Way before I touched the mic, I was straight off crack
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heroin with a K in the trap
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
I sent the box, send the mill, we should be straight off that
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches selling puss all day on the track
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
[Verse 4]
Aye, I was a young **** copping cream
No OG's, I used to cop for crim' to cop for me
Bitch, hit me on our G since you got the fee
Well, talk is cheap, bitch, send it on, don't talk to me
This bust-down kilo didn't cost a key
Plus I bust down my Rollie, purse, and watch and rings
Used to bust down sprayers just to feed the team
Cuddy do Ace , he couldn't keep up with the cost of lean
Now I don't leave the house without a gun
Know me call my glock .22 Droopy, it's the young folk
It's 5-7, 'bout as light as a feather
We gon' hit a liquor splitty 'cause we got it together
About Will and Ray, I'm bouncing out on the weather
My new ho, new Ghost, go buy me a dweller
Man, I'm flying into work but sometimes I mell it
Ever caught, I'd never talk, it ain't no way I'm telling
[Verse 5]
Way before I touched the mic, I was straight off crack
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heroin with a K in the trap
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
I sent the box, send the mill, we should be straight off that
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches selling puss all day on the track
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
[Verse 6]
I-Phone 6, watch me make a play off that
Put money on glib, Bugzy gon' be straight off that
Aye, whatever you need, yeah, just meet me in the alleyway
A **** fuck with me or my ****, they gon' retaliate
Hundred-round drums gon' make them **** evacuate
And they kicking doors, but know some **** who trap away
And bitches know they gotta pay for my time
You wanna shoot it out, ****, I got a K for your nine
They know we found the Oaklands so they don't ever book me
I ain't saying I'm a killer, but **** better not push me
Got bitches punching in cards and bitches selling pussy
Ain't never told the white folks shit e'ry time they book me
[Verse 7]
Way before I touched the mic, I was straight off crack
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heroin with a K in the trap
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
I sent the box, send the mill, we should be straight off that
I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches selling puss all day on the track
Shit, I ain't talking Hitler but we ate off that
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