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(Verse)
Fuck it, I'm gettin' my ? shit (damn)
You niggas dressin' like bitches (true)
I'm gettin' that palace, the public
They vapor me, referee, don't blow yo whistle (let's get it)
Please don't interrupt the baller (no)
I be swaggin' on the stage (true)
Spray that Saint Laurent cologne (sheesh)
Mack a bitch that's twice my age
Stackin' my age, stackin' my pockets (stackin')
These people, they watchin' me, prolly should show up
Smoke so much weed that I prolly should slow down
They tryna be copy the way that I'm writin'
But don't have the knowledge and know-how's
Stick a hater like a blow how
Fuck the gang, ya know I'm still down
Shit done got real now
Look in my eye, look how these niggas done switched up they vibe
Look how I'm smokin' with two strangers at a time
Step up, you bitches, gon' get you a dime
Don't touch, this shit mine
(Hook)
Bitch you guessed it, still with my niggas
And flexin' (goddamn)
And I'm flexin' (goddamn)
Like bitch you guessed it
Still with my niggas
And flexin'
Run em red lights through intersections
