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Verse 1
We in the championship
We was down 3- 1
Yeah
Feel it
(And I've been waiting for
Dm
Yeah
Bb
Dm
C
Turn me up Cruz
(Oh lord)
Verse 2
That want the smoke (Woo)
Nigga, this a big boy Phantom
This ain't a Ghost (It ain't)
Niggas and now they toast (Fuck 'em)
Amen, amen
Lord forgive me (Lord forgive me)
For all my sins (All my sins)
Took so many riches just to
Pray for my niggas (All my niggas)
32 shots in my new
Glock (Yeah)
Bad bitch fuck me in my
Gucci tube socks (Yeah)
'Member when I spit my
Re- up on a oowop, woah
Your favorite rapper a mumble rapper
Walk up in this bitch, a bunch of
To court in this jungle action
With niggas that'll smoke you
Go and murder your brother after
Whoa, big dog, nigga, I'm a big dog
Streets said they need that dope
When I'm pissed off
I'm so rich that I can't even
Fuck a bitch raw, whoa
Do you know the feeling?
(Do you?)
Being irritated 'cause you
I ain't got no time for chilling
We too rich to look like this to
All that killing and drug dealing
You my nigga, I fuck with you
We gon' thug it out
Say it's beef? We going to war,
nigga
Let's slug it out
Be back, whoop, we at your door
Blood in your fucking house
I heard your daddy was a rat
So you a fucking mouse, nigga
Pouring champagne 'cause
All my niggas dead
Down before I wear it (Yeah)
Whew, 'cause I'm a king just
trenches nigga
Balling like a hot boy
Diamonds dancing on me more
Call the shots, boy (Shots)
You a thottie, I won't cuff you like
A cop whore, no way (Like a cop)
Ooh, I just cashed out
How the fuck you turn a
T four and bail out?
Bitch with her ass out, hey
Make her touch her toes
Make her touch her toes (Touch it,
shows (Run it up)
Trappin' at the Waldorf
We just fuckin' hoes
Running through the gutter
I ain't never bowl (Running)
You would think this Wheel Of Fortune
C
Dm
Bb
How we selling O's (Yeah)
Plug just called,
He know I'ma get them sold
Leaning off that perc'
Young nigga still fucking all the
Baddest bitches on earth
Gun shot is itching in that
Glock boy, that's work
You get popped pussy, no twerk, oh
Nigga, we trying to make that
Money machine
break ('Chine break)
Shoot up out that van like
Nigga, we used to trap up out
That green gate (Gate)
80s baby, they cooked crack
Up in my DNA (Oh)
Ooh, scary hours
Walk outside the lear
They gon' let confetti shower
they let me out it
Big bag, talking Santa Claus
Got 3 hoes off that molly ripping panties off
off the Xanny bars
turn the cameras off, please
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