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These niggas are goofy
Talking 'bout what they gon' do to me
Salute me or shoot me

Bitch, I'm a Crip like Tookie
New Jack, used to serve Pookie
Used to pop shit like dookie
Shootin' that Uzi, I toe tag for real
Play pussy, get fucked like Vagi-Seal
I'm in my bag for real
Watch for niggas that envy
They'll take down for a penny

These niggas mean-muggin', hate that I'm thuggin'
I walk around with my semi (semi)
I was in the trap like Gucci (Gucci)
Sold more bags than Gucci (Gucci)
I'm in my bag like Balenciaga
Swaggin' this fashion, I drip designer
Bought a new Draco choppa
Had a dream 'bout killin' my partner
Niggas be fake, gotta watch 'em (watch 'em)
Smile in your face, they plottin' (plottin')
Niggas be jank, tryna rob you (rob)
Niggas so snake, they'll fuck around and pop you

Niggas be pocket watchin'
So you gotta keep a pocket rockin'
I'ma buy me an opp, go shoppin' (how much?)
Two bands'll get me a body (body)
One band'll get me a body (body)
Five hundred'll get me a body (how come?)
Nowadays, I don't gotta spend money
Young crash dummies that kill anybody
These niggas so goofy
Talking 'bout what they gon' do to me
Salute me or shoot me

Bitch, I'm a Crip like Tookie (whoa)
New Jack, used to serve Pookie (whoa-whoa)
Used to pop shit like dookie
Shootin' that Uzi, I toe tag for real
Play pussy, get fucked like Vagi-Seal
I'm in my bag for real (Man, what?)
Used to move bags for real
Double my money, I stack and chill
Double my cup and vacuum seals
Used to move dope and packs for real
Used to cook coke, sell crack for real
Run off with packs, I Jack legit
Nigga layin' down, I used to slang iron
I stayed on my grind and signed a deal
Watch out for niggas that envy
They'll take you down for a penny

Broke and bummy, them people'll leave you
Start makin' money, the same people need you
I was dead broke, no joke (no joke)
Movin' that dope with the Locs (uh-huh)
Had a bad break, still fed my folks (my folks)
How can you blame a nigga?
They say money gon' change a nigga
Eatin' my pasta, steak and lobster (lobster)
The sound of my posture, my etiquette proper
Flippin' the dropper (whoa, whoa)
Convertible top and it came with the choppa
Write me a script', man, I go to the doctor
Used to serve Js, like I worked at Foot Locker
All off the grams, never did scams
Pull up to Chase, withdraw a deposit

Niggas be pocket watchin' (I know)
So you gotta keep pocket rockets
I'ma buy me an opp, go shoppin' (how much?)
2K'll get me a body (body)
1K'll get me a body (body)
I don't gotta pay nobody
Salute me or shoot me

Bitch, I'm a Crip like Tookie (whoa)
New Jack, used to serve Pookie (whoa-whoa)
Used to pop shit like dookie
Shootin' that Uzi, I toe tag for real
Play pussy, get fucked like Vagi-Seal
I'm in my bag for real (man, what?)
Used to move bags for real
Double my money, I stack and chill
Double my cup and vacuum seals
Used to move dope and packs for real
Used to cook coke, sell crack for real
Run off with packs, I Jack legit
Nigga layin' down, I used to slang iron
I stayed on my grind and signed a deal
Watch out for niggas that envy
They'll take you down for a penny

Writer(s): Afolabi Osinulu, Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah, Oscar Santander
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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