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Salute to all my n***as getting out this year
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I burn that sack (back out)
Now I got them racks (back out)
Lil shawty throw her (back out)
And I'm a f** her (back out)
They just let my goon (back out)
Say he pull that burner (back out)
I just re-upped and I'm (back out)
Them new Js came (back out)
I burn that sack (back out)
Now I got them racks (back out)
Lil shawty throw her (back out)
And I'm a f** her (back out)
They just let my goon (back out)
Say he pull that burner (back out)
I just re-upped and I'm (back out)
Them new Js came (back out)
I made it all way to the top and I left all my n***as [?]
My circle get smaller and smaller, my pockets get fatter and fatter
Remember young n***a put me on a jet and he pulled out a clapper
Told him he don't need that sh** and he told me it don't even matter
My b**h got an attitude problem, I bet you I know how to solve it
She s** me and f** me all night for a couple of pairs of red bottoms
Feel like I'm falling in love, ain't gotta ask her to swallow
But ain't enough love in the world to f** on the b**h with no rubber
Cause I ain't a s**er, I will not cuff her, I pa** that b**h to my brother
I am the one, you dime a dozen, I go and get me another
I bring them racks out, them b**hes come back out, they throwin' they back out
If I got a problem believe that my young n***a bringing that MAC out
I burn that sack (back out)
Now I got them racks (back out)
Lil shawty throw her (back out)
And I'm a f** her (back out)
They just let my goon (back out)
Say he pull that burner (back out)
I just re-upped and I'm (back out)
Them new Js came (back out)
I burn that sack (back out)
Now I got them racks (back out)
Lil shawty throw her (back out)
And I'm a f** her (back out)
They just let my goon (back out)
Say he pull that burner (back out)
I just re-upped and I'm (back out)
Them new Js came (back out)
Old school Ferrari Testarossa, brought it back out
I put on these Cartiers, it look like a blackout
Got the strap and the shooters just in case a n***a act out
These exclusive kicks b**h, got more Js than a crack house
sh** I wasted syrup all on my leather seats
Hit a pothole while I was rolling up my weed
I gotta get high 'fore these n***as piss me off
Juicy this, Juicy that, tired of hearing n***as talk
I ain't f**ing that b**h, I just saw her at the club
Shawty asks me for a picture, I'm just tryna show some love
All that hating that they doing make a n***a gotta flex
p**y n***a pocket watching, who you with, the IRS?
I burn that sack (back out)
Now I got them racks (back out)
Lil shawty throw her (back out)
And I'm a f** her (back out)
They just let my goon (back out)
Say he pull that burner (back out)
I just re-upped and I'm (back out)
Them new Js came (back out)
I burn that sack (back out)
Now I got them racks (back out)
Lil shawty throw her (back out)
And I'm a f** her (back out)
They just let my goon (back out)
Say he pull that burner (back out)
I just re-upped and I'm (back out)
Them new Js came (back out)
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