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[Verse 1] All that we know is the logos and HB The Glock got no safety, don't face me, I do it Please do not push me, you think that I'm p**y? I got too much to lose, n***a don't make me lose it I can't be trusting no b**h, is you stupid? I came with a shooter, he came with a Ruger I just seen one of my bros on the news I can't call him no more, he respect why I do it I'm in the big body Benz with my friends And it look like we just hit a lick off the j**eler Look like a dope boy, I hop out a Rolls They taking my flows like I said they can use it Dirty Diana, I'm pushing a Phantom I know that they wanna see me in a Buick Me and my brethren is twenty-one deep, you see gang in the shows like they don't know my music f** all them b**hes that sh**ted on me when I didn't have money You b**hes so stupid I'm from the trenches where n***as get hit for nothing You better get on your bully n***as be acting so tough You can front if you want Got some sh** that could knock down a bully n***as be talking the police You don't even know me You only here listening to music [Chorus] Talking to the feds is a no-no I can get bread with my eyes closed Insecure, so she got lipo VVSs on me, that's a light show Hizzy get litty like a light show n***a I'm litty like a light show If it's 'bout money, I'ma go-go But the-, yo, she a ho-ho [Verse 2] Too addicted, hard to stop it Fell in love with Saint Laurent sh** Louis luggage this is marvelous Flyest n***a's out the Bronx yeah And we come straight from Highbridge I sleep good, don't wanna die yet Don't caught up in my projects I don't need no yes men 'round me Talking about lets get fleet-fleet Come around tryna get tree-tree Popping on pills with the bean-bean Rolling through the hills off the lean-lean Don't hate me, just love me Melody n***a she need me Don't need kisses through the TV Look at me now I'm beasty I'm beasty, I'm beasty, too OD, I'm beasty n***a I cut her off easy Word to my mother, I'm beasty, I'm beasty Saint Laurent sweater cost three Gs f**ing on the bro, just to meet me Okay you would eat her like E-E [Chorus] Talking to the feds is a no-no I can get bread with my eyes closed Insecure, so she got lipo VVSs on me, that's a light show Hizzy get litty like a light show n***a I'm litty like a light show If it's 'bout money, I'ma go-go But the-, yo, she a hoe-hoe

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