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Ayy, look | Ain't really much in the hood these days | I'm tryna get me paid
Ayy, look Ain't really much in the hood these days I'm tryna get me paid Ten racks can really do good these days Keep my packs all laid This baddie wanna link and talk 'bout dates She don't know man's face Know that my links back home wanna see man paid And I know that's great Cah I know I'm gonna keep it a hunna All damn summer Your guy can't flex like me, what a bummer If your guy need work, he can come do runner Need a YS chain for my YS stunners On a date with bird tryna cop some hummus But I need a big whip tryna flex that hummer Checks for my team, gotta split with my brother Gotta check on my dukes, drop a check for my mother In a whip all vintage, just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding? In a whip all vintage, just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding? Took a stop off for tea, ain't really much with my G's Bro got himself a new B, her drop on fleek Know that her boy on T, she don't take calls on E Never post on the feed, know that my link can't leak Don't bite the hand that feeds Double up on speed, bros been out OT Might never come back lowkey I was out with the bro on a pedal bike cruising through ends When my bro got a text on his phone Told the plug bring ten with a medal back flex Hit my darg on a text then post by the home Never tell when a check finna pop on mans phone If a snake try call, leave a message at tone I ain't ever took drugs but check out my flex If you watch man step when I'm outta my zone In a whip all vintage, just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding? In a whip all vintage just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding?
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