| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| It ain’t no delays, I react
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| Niggas put a blade in my bag
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| I pull it out and bled, now I’m back
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| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| It ain’t no delays, I react
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| Niggas put a blade in my bag
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| I pull it out and bled, now I’m back
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| Sittin' in the crib in a chair
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| They monitor my moves cause they scared
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| I’m moving with a pistol, beware
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| I’m shooting at his limbs and his head
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| Movin' like a bitch, I’m aware
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| One of you bitches snitched, so I’m here
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| Y’all gon' see in court who a bear
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| But I can see it crystally clear
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| Stones on me crystally clear
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| VVS' ain’t the crystal you wear
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| See the kitty purr when I’m near
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| See me in the fur or the clear
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| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| Niggas put a blade in my bag
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| I pull it out and bled, now I’m back
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| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| It ain’t no delays, I react
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| Niggas put a blade in my bag
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| I pull it out and bled, now I’m back
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| Sliding in a Masi or a Bach
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| Going where these fake niggas can’t
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| Real nigga tell 'em what I’m with
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| Real nigga tell it on my wrist
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| Weak niggas stay tryna diss
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| But after real shots, eat a dick
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| Shoot the fucking braids of your hair
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| Stripper bitches in my place giving head
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| I heard they bring my name up a lot
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| It happens when you came up a lot
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| I had to cook up 'cain up a lot
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| We should all see our prayers answered a lot
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| To the sky, no ceiling just the sky
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| Looking through these red nigga eyes
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| Real eyes, real lives realize
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| Kept the, getting bread flipping pies
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| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| Niggas put a blade in my bag
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| I pull it out and bled, now I’m back
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| It ain’t no delay on these racks
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| It ain’t no delays, I react
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| Niggas put a blade in my bag
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| I pull it out and bled, now I’m back |