Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket
Don't give a fuck to what ppl say do it for ur self for ur ppl kill it
Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,
Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them
Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip
Doing it like a classic dre's chronic
Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly
Ur body lookin when i walk by
That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Or maybe before ur name,mc been replaced by late,
It say it either or im doing me
Trying to catch me riding dirty
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
Torrential rains of syllable bane riddle ur brain n' whittles it//
Fame made me self-absorbed mesmerized by the gold i wore
They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door
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