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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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No I can't calm down,
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bitch I'm too turnt up
Judge gon' give me life,
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foreign door murders
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Sitting at a red light,
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pourin' this purp up
See the LV on my boxers,
when I'm lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us,
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hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice,
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did it on purpose
Got spice like Red Hot,
need to keep ya tail tucked
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Have folks 'n 'em deliver this to you,
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put it in ya mailbox
Verse 2
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Niggas be really knowin',
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bitches be really goin
Look up and the ceiling gone,
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that ass I'm feelin' on
Need a Christina Milian, I could
pop me a wheelie on
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'Bout to go get some more chains
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Like I ain't got enough jewelry on
Went to the trap last night,
and I looked up it was dawn
Got a U- Haul backing in,
with equipment and more laundry
You know we ain't really for none,
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all I know is get paper
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I know killas and they owe me big favors,
bitches XO me like Weeknd
I'm somewhere out eating,
stay yo ass in 2 feet
Or go yo ass on the deep end,
someone hand me a ashtray
That's my boys who passed away,
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keep my mouth laminated
'Til the day I'm eliminated
Verse 3
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No I can't calm down,
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bitch I'm too turnt up
Judge gon' give me life,
foreign door murders
Sitting at a red light,
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pourin' this purp up
See the LV on my boxers,
when I'm lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us,
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hoes tryna twerk us
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Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like Red Hot,
need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks 'n 'em deliver this to you,
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put it in ya mailbox
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What's yo
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address nigga?
Where you live at nigga?
We ain't tryna hear that nigga,
you know I'm a real ass nigga
You know I gotta get cash nigga,
you know I want it real bad nigga
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My young niggas run down on you,
treat you like a lil' ass nigga
Bitches see the ice, they see the cars,
they see the Benz they in the mood
They get in, into the spot,
that's where the cars gon' take us to
I need top, I told them bitches that
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like it was breaking news
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And you know I be about my chicken,
bitch no Ramen noodles
Jail cell not even bigger
than my pantry
We can't leave no trace I guess
them gloves come in handy
It's lovely now, bitches be loving me now aye,
had the bitch suckin' me up
She might end up shutting me down aye
Verse 5
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No I can't calm down,
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bitch I'm too turnt up
Judge gon' give me life,
foreign door murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin' this purp up
See the LV on my boxers,
when I'm lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us,
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hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice,
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did it on purpose
Got spice like Red Hot,
need to keep ya tail tucked
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Have folks 'n 'em deliver this to you,
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put it in ya mailbox
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