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Peel out the lot in that four door new Mazi | Pull up with that bag and we 'bout to go shopping | Walk inside Sacs and we know that I'm copping
Peel out the lot in that four door new Mazi Pull up with that bag and we 'bout to go shopping Walk inside Sacs and we know that I'm copping I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti I got twenty whores inside of the lobby That Rolls a two door, it's still a big body Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it I had to grind and this shit don't come free Stunk up the whole house when I broke down a P Got mine out the streets and I brought home a feast I do it for my fam, I don't just do it for me When I took a loss, man that made me a beast The car in your name, but that shit still a lease They'll let niggas pop but don't pop shit on me I'll cut your shit top, leave your brains in the seat No more baby bottles, we pour out the pint I bust in her mouth, flew her back to the bay That Wraith make me feel like I'm floating in space I went to Old Nat now I'm back in LA I still got that Rolex to keep up the day Gon' shine on these hoes like the middle of May We only pour four just to see how it tastes I got me a K and ain't nobody safe I'm putting dick in his bitch, so I know why he hate When he got on the plate, he was already ate Before that bag was already made I got me some racks but there's more I can make Stones in my wrist, put a stone in my face Treat that bitch like a fish and I give her some bait Label they calling, they wan' know my rate Shout out Offset cause bitch I beat the case Peel out the lot in that four door new Mazi Pull up with that bag and we 'bout to go shopping Walk inside Sacs and we know that I'm copping I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti I got twenty whores inside of the lobby That Rolls a two door, it's still a big body Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it Before hit the awards, man I pop me some molly That shit was so pure, had me itching and rocking Then poured up some Tech, had me leaning and scratching And a half of a Xan just to help me relax And I pulled that lil' hoe she was from Calabasas Don't know her real name but she looked like that action Took her to the room, we couldn't go to the mansion And then dropped her off with my locs who on Stanton That bitch must've thought she was Kourtney Kardashian I hit and I run like a muhfucking accident Pulled up to the spot, don't see nun' but some packages And I got some Sprite finna mix 'em with Actavis Po-pour it up, make sure it Act in it Pull up with that stick shoot it rapidly Bang yo shit out with the accuracy Call up a cop it's a emergency Got some racks and I'm feeding my family Fuck all you hoes who abandoned me They slandered my name, tried to damage me All of that hate brought me currency I woke niggas up, never heard of me I heard niggas say they gon' murder me Pull up with the stick, look like 30 deep Peel off in that lot in that new GT Peel out the lot in that four door new Mazi Pull up with that bag and we 'bout to go shopping Walk inside Sacs and we know that I'm copping I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti I got twenty whores inside of the lobby That Rolls a two door, it's still a big body Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it
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