Seven years in this shit
Hm
Moonwalk
Slide, let your foot talk
Smokers flu, I need a flu shot
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Uh
Skinny nigga
I'm the key to the toolbox
Seesaw, seesaw, seesaw
(Few few few)
Uh
JD what you rapping for
You bust a gun, you ever touch a hundred bands before
Tell your story but I swear I done heard that before
Like who you shooting at
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If you had all that money, boy then where'd it go
All this talk about them bitches better show them hoes
Oh that's right you like to keep them on the low
Like that money that you owe
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Seven years in this bitch
Uh
Always riding around solo
Like you ain't got no friends, or no crib yousa' hobo
Momma probably hate you, huh
Ain't a bitch that want to date you, huh
And your dad got to escaping, huh
Got a Glock to meet your maker, huh
You send a shot but you too pussy you can't take it, huh
Shit, it sound like
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Uh
Moonwalk
I could slide, let my foot talk
Smokers flu, I need a flu shot
(Few few few)
Yeah I'm a skinny nigga
And I'm the key to the toolbox
Seesaw, seesaw, seesaw
(Few few few)
Seven years in this bitch
F*ck JD nigga
Had to diss myself