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Seven Rings

[Future]

Tote them pistols, poppin, say it's a problem!

I told you off the top that I would sign 'em

I told you we get money, 'bout to peel out

I told you half of these niggas we be winning!My left and right hand Robert Horry

Plus my n*gga pop Xans unemployed

I can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids

I tried to tell you when I came, it was God

I'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax

Sippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that

Hundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that

Chillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them20 different strippers, money double, triple

Started off slizzered, they callin' me the wizard

Vetti got that Porsche, Casino got that Porsche

Killers all I know, feel 'em up with the dough

You know I'm on that syrup, 'bout to send the word

To niggas really argue who gon' shoot you first

Fatface wanna do you, Blade wanna do you

This bitch from Guyana, layin' low with that hammer

Tryin' to fuck her on camera

I pray that my young nigga'll kill you on camera

You come too close, nigga, I'ma have to kill you on camera

I hate to discuss it

If my boy don't trust you, nigga, you know I don't trust youMy left and right hand Robert Horry

Plus my nigga pop Xans unemployed

I can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids

I tried to tell you when I came, it was God

I'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax

Sippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that

Hundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that

Chillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace themHeater on your side, it's a hundred percent chance

Some of these people by my side is straight up out the can

We come from the bottom, upper echelon

I came here to serve you, need some cash on delivery

I just hope she washed her mouth out before you kiss her

My downtown bitch said, "Did you heard me?"

I think she stays five minutes from Birdy

I had an Arizona plug, used to serve me

I throwed that money in the bag cause it was dirty

He got that chopper on him now and he hurtin'

I know he 'bout to let it go and that's for sure

I know he 'bout to let it go and that's for sureMy left and right hand Robert Horry

Plus my nigga pop Xans unemployed

I can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids

I tried to tell you when I came, it was God

I'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax

Sippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that

Hundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that

Chillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace themTote them pistols, poppin, say it's a problem

I told you off the top that I would sign 'em

I told you we get money, 'bout to peel out

I told you half of these niggas we be winningMy left and right hand Robert Horry

My left and right hand Robert Horry

Plus my nigga pop Xans unemployed

I tried to tell you when I came, it was God....

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