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(DJ Kidd, this a hit for sure)

I'm a don, boy, you know I'm one one-of-one, I can pop you, you lil' bitty boys are my sons

They pop it in traffic, but ain't movin' right, that's a big body Benz, put that bitch in the front

Your man ain't no shooter, he died off petroleum, couldn't even shoot back, now he stuffed in the blunt

I been shot off and took off like a rocket, they still on the ground, they can't even launch

I go to LA, get that shit by myself, I don't need no man, but a plug on the socket

Re-up on 'bows, chop the exotic, split the shit up, take the rest back to Raleigh

Streets been dropped, they been fiendin' for Drac, shit, fuck it, let's shoot me a movie and drop it

Label been callin' my phone, but they ain't talkin' Ms, so I'm still stackin' up bodies

400K to get back on the strip, I couldn't stand up set, so I pulled up a house

Ain't playin' with no ****, they know what I'm on, I'm gettin' to the bag while they gettin' that clout

Come through with Drac', hit everybody

Knock down buildings, shit get collapsed

Don't gotta go spin, ****, I'm paid, CEO status, I'm gettin' shit wrapped

Fuckin' these hoes, they get chopped like hibachi

Every chance I get, I'ma pop it

Designer junkie, put this shit on, I wear Louis V and I skip the Versace

Streets don't show love, **** get killed

Bodies, stackin' on bodies, bodies

Bodies, stackin' on bodies, bodies

Bodies, stackin' on bodies, bodies

****, I'm havin' my way

You broke ass **** ain't touchin' no money

Your diamonds don't hit, boy, your mouthpiece cheap

Dull-ass shit, boy, you shoulda went Johnny

Trap like a BP, I got it jumpin'

Monday through Saturday, I'm keepin' it pumpin'

I was fuckin' with cuh, why your face in that picture when usin' your brain and your head got some money?

I'm a don, boy, you know I'm one one-of-one, I can pop you, you lil' bitty boys are my sons

They pop it in traffic, but ain't movin' right, that's a big body Benz, put that bitch in the front

Your man ain't no shooter, he died off petroleum, couldn't even shoot back, now he stuffed in the blunt

I been shot off and took off like a rocket, they still on the ground, they can't even launch

I go to LA, get that shit by myself, I don't need no man, but a plug on the socket

Re-up on 'bows, chop the exotic, split the shit up, take the rest back to Raleigh

Streets been dropped, they been fiendin' for Drac, shit, fuck it, let's shoot me a movie and drop it

Label been callin' my phone, but they ain't talkin' Ms, so I'm still stackin' up bodies

400K to get back on the strip, I couldn't stand up set, so I pulled up a house

Ain't playin' with no ****, they know what I'm on, I'm gettin' to the bag while they gettin' that clout

Come through with Drac', hit everybody

Knock down buildings, shit get collapsed

Don't gotta go spin, ****, I'm paid, CEO status, I'm gettin' shit wrapped