Got the police bustin' at me/
High heel wearer, hell of a body
Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave
I came up in the streets, stay duckin' police
Thought police, your mind's not green.
I'm the head coach of the team
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police
Got the police bustin' at me/
It ain't hard to make money
Put him in oven, oh shit i hear police
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
Can barely walk the city streets
Fuck not even the police
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