| Ya’ll should know what it is by now
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| Swop
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| Uh
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| I’m Guapo bitch
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| Nigga I could sell a brick
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| Cause I got some hustle in me
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| And my momma ain’t raise no bitch
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| So it ain’t no sucker in me
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| Got to keep that wolly on me
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| Nigga play I bust a nigga
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| And these streets so cold
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| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga
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| Nigga I could sell a brick
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| (I could sell a brick)
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| My momma ain’t raise no bitch
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| (My momma ain’t raise no bitch)
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| Keep that wolly on me
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| If they play I bust a nigga
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| And these streets so cold
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| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga
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| Trust a nigga
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| No no no no no
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| I got niggas down the road doing elbows
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| I play the game how it go
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| I just keep it low
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| And these Givenchy motherfucker
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| Not no shell toes
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| Let’s get it
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| He getting, he getting money
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| Yeah that what they talking
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| They thought it was a game till I had to show em
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| Pull up on your hoe
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| In that new Rolls
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| And she gon ride the dick like a roller coaster
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| She geeked up off that new rollie
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| Plus she know I keep them racks on me
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| Plus I know that these niggas phony
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| That’s why I’m going out like I’m fucking Tony
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| Nigga I could sell a brick
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| Cause I got some hustle in me
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| And my momma ain’t raise no bitch
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| So it ain’t no sucker in me
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| Got to keep that wolly on me
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| Nigga play I bust a nigga
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| And these streets so cold
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| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga
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| Nigga I could sell a brick
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| (I could sell a brick)
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| My momma ain’t raise no bitch
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| (My momma ain’t raise no bitch)
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| Keep that wolly on me
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| If they play I bust a nigga
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| And these streets so cold
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| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga
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| I got some recipes
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| That’s the best for me
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| I got the recipe
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| Plus I play for keeps
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| Ride for all my peeps
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| I dropped out of high school
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| Now I’m tryna buy a school
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| Always let them think it’s cool
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| But I never play the fool huh
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| 20 rest slim weight
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| And it’s on a light day
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| I’m so icy
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| That’s why they don’t like me
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| But these bitches love me
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| Cause I’m young and thuggy
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| You ain’t getting no string
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| You know I fucked your cousin
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| I’m who they thought I was
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| Bitches by the dozen
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| I’m flexing on these rappers
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| And I don’t got no budget
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| All my niggas trappers
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| We never work that paper
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| They know I can hustle
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| Plus I got the muscle
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| Nigga I could sell a brick
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| Cause I got some hustle in me
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| And my momma ain’t raise no bitch
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| So it ain’t no sucker in me
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| Got to keep that wolly on me
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| Nigga play I bust a nigga
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| And these streets so cold
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| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga
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| Nigga I could sell a brick
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| (I could sell a brick)
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| My momma ain’t raise no bitch
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| (My momma ain’t raise no bitch)
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| Keep that wolly on me
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| If they play I bust a nigga
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| And these streets so cold
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| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga |