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Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit

Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit

All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit

Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shitTalking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit

Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit

All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit

Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shitShit

ShitBought the ho a hunned pair of red bottoms (shit)

That's a quarter milly on a hand job nigga

Blllll stick 'em fuck you and every nigga came witcha, fuck

Gone put a nigga on a picture, fuck

Gone put a nigga on a t-shirt, t-shirt

Back in the day when a nigga sell dope

I'mma slap your daddy all of dem put'em in a hole

Glock forty woo, turn on, turn on

My ambitions as a rider

Sipping on lean getting higher

Nigga im a codein buyer

No you ain't no foreign whip driver

Shout out to the shooters and the shooters only

You never walk around with a lot of money

Bundles falling all out your pocket

When you hit 'em in the head can you keep a solid

Bulletproof whip we'll blow it up

Like some raw uncut don't blow it up

Represent your gain nigga throw it up

I don't give a fuck where you at throw it upTalking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit

Talking bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit

All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit

Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shitTalking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit

Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit

All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit

Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuckShit, shit, shit

Catch a nigga slipping at the red light

With ya AK, let me see you shoot it, shoot it

You're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon

Nigga let me see you prove it

Presidential rollie and its glidin'

Love a nigga wrist when its shinin'

Hate a nigga wrist when its blingin'

So I went and added more diamonds

Hot boy nigga, BG (BG)

That's the way these young niggas eat (eat)

Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)

Keep a couple standing with ya partner

Blockbuster niggas running around with real choppers

Nigga what's the color of them bottles, they ain't gold (ain't gold)

Now you moving round with ya ho,

You ain't even sticking to the code

Pimps up, pimps up, hoes down, hoes down

A pool full of money and I'm 'bout to drown

I'mma fool on the corner with that Bobby Brown

Button up suits at the Grammy's (Grammy)

Had to turn it up for the family (Hommie?)

Yes I'm a Freebandz banditTalking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't 'bought shit

Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit

All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit

Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shitTalking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't 'bought shit

Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit

All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit

Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shitShit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit

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