Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip
That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit
Used to be neglected, now im the one who call shots
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
I'm in my other car
Who do you think you are
Who the fuck do you think you are? (maybe echoed)
That i'd, never ever ever go broke
It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit
Who ever thought the young boy would turn around and do it?
Who cant see they can do it both, they made the most
And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost
On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash
Who wouldn't miss me? do the math, gas from ass, dash through glass,
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