They gotta point em out baby
Now that am no longer b i g
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I'm a grade a o g
You under me what's your color g?
That's the way, you can move it baby
We got money to go get baby
On hip hop and grime my g,
But they can't do nothing to a g/
This is like riding through the city
Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party
You niggas be ballin, but can't ball on me, like a g
With a fronted silent g.
Walk that body, talk that body
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