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I keep a stick like a old man
I took a flick in a foreign
Walk in my buildings a doorman
I leave the state when its boring
What can I say cause I'm balling
You can not cover my all in
And I'm not putting my all in

Wait
These niggas act like they really involved
I know the niggas thats really in charge
And if they acting illy they really get robbed
No we really evolved
Picture me spin through your block with a weapon that really revolves
I get to making these bands
And I whip up contract you thinking that daddy's involved
Than we hitting the bar
And I aint spending no money
Unless its some titties involved
Grip on my hip
It couldn't fit in the fanny was stuffed with like 50 or more
Hey whats the artillery for
You took a look in my jewelry drawer
You get to dripping in fendi galore
Mixed with dior
Niggas gone hate
Like you hitting they whore
Aint gonna front cause I did it before
Entered it raw
I put my fist on my enemies jaw
Bet that he snore
I through a six
And they betted me more
I took the bet that im better than 4
I through a deaded and that'll be all
N***** gone be like what happened to yall


What we talking bout if we aint talking bout a check
Band on me got them bands on me now
What you gone do if you aint getting no respect
Get the grip you gotta pass it to him now.

I got the juice no Minute Maid but I'm made nigga
Yellow diamonds when I put it on it look like lemonade nigga
F*ck they gon' say nigga
I'm paid nigga
I get it early , when I slide I'm pullin thru late nigga
U late nigga , I been slayed nigga
When I pulled up lookin like ace nigga
Uh
F*ck they gon tell me
Spin in his block , skellzy uh
I'm into gas Shelby uh
Watch my wrist Elsie
Whole lotta rocks Presley yeah
I don't need a stylist to dress me
It take more than a whip to impress me
2 bitches they caress me
Im good in the hood I school niggas
They don't test me
223's they protect me
We wet em up like a jet ski
Respectfully

What we talking bout if we aint talking bout a check
Band on me got them bands on me now
What you gone do if you aint getting no respect
Get the grip you gotta pass it to him now.
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I keep a stick like a old man
I took a flick in a foreign
Walk in my buildings a doorman
I leave the state when its boring
What can I say cause I'm balling
You can not cover my all in
And I'm not putting my all in

Wait
These niggas act like they really involved
I know the niggas thats really in charge
And if they acting illy they really get robbed
No we really evolved
Picture me spin through your block with a weapon that really revolves
I get to making these bands
And I whip up contract you thinking that daddy's involved
Than we hitting the bar
And I aint spending no money
Unless its some titties involved
Grip on my hip
It couldn't fit in the fanny was stuffed with like 50 or more
Hey whats the artillery for
You took a look in my jewelry drawer
You get to dripping in fendi galore
Mixed with dior
Niggas gone hate
Like you hitting they whore
Aint gonna front cause I did it before
Entered it raw
I put my fist on my enemies jaw
Bet that he snore
I through a six
And they betted me more
I took the bet that im better than 4
I through a deaded and that'll be all
N***** gone be like what happened to yall


What we talking bout if we aint talking bout a check
Band on me got them bands on me now
What you gone do if you aint getting no respect
Get the grip you gotta pass it to him now.

I got the juice no Minute Maid but I'm made nigga
Yellow diamonds when I put it on it look like lemonade nigga
F*ck they gon' say nigga
I'm paid nigga
I get it early , when I slide I'm pullin thru late nigga
U late nigga , I been slayed nigga
When I pulled up lookin like ace nigga
Uh
F*ck they gon tell me
Spin in his block , skellzy uh
I'm into gas Shelby uh
Watch my wrist Elsie
Whole lotta rocks Presley yeah
I don't need a stylist to dress me
It take more than a whip to impress me
2 bitches they caress me
Im good in the hood I school niggas
They don't test me
223's they protect me
We wet em up like a jet ski
Respectfully

What we talking bout if we aint talking bout a check
Band on me got them bands on me now
What you gone do if you aint getting no respect
Get the grip you gotta pass it to him now.
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Writer: DOMINIQUE MITCHELL, FREDERIK GAMST TERKILDSEN, NFN QUIN
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Performed By: Maze HNY
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: DOMINIQUE MITCHELL, FREDERIK GAMST TERKILDSEN, NFN QUIN

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