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    Act your age
    Ain't in just the barbers where you catch a fade
    Face covered, cuttin' through your garden like a masquerade (Hahahaha)
    Before I catch an L, I'll fuckin' catch a plane
    Prolly snatch your wife before I snatch your chain
    Switch it up
    This rap shit is pixie dust
    Money ain't shit to us
    Broski went and broke your wifey's back, you better fix her up
    I just bought a crib to fuck
    A chick, she got the biggest butt
    And when I saw your sister, had to hit her with the fishin' hook
    Listen up
    I've had a spliff and hit the cup
    So if I swing my fist, you're fucked
    I'm goin' in, so wish me luck

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    Boy, if you ain't talkin' paper, I'ma— (bounce)
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    I tell shawty spin around and watch it— (bounce)
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    Every time I hit the stage, I make it— (bounce)
    Bounce
    Yeah (bounce)
    I just pull up to the crib and then—

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    I'm right back on that bullshit
    Ammunition been stocked up, I ain't comin' home with a full clip
    All you rappers still washed up, I don't push weight, I just pull chicks
    She ain't pullin' her socks up, when it's half time, she get full dick
    Finna leave the pussy all boxed up like, mm (bounce)
    Send it
    Make a play and I exit
    Manny boy makin' London money, spent most my life on the M6, yeah (bounce)
    Get rich or die tryin', no less shit
    I've been out here for like eight years
    Come from Volkswagens to Bentleys, little bitch
    Watch your strap, run up cash, double back
    Baby, show me what your mama made and make that pussy clap
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Make that pussy clap
    You got such a pretty face, but I wan' taste it from the back
    Tell her I'm ready, the cheque come in heavy
    I bought the Maybizzy, no, this ain't a Chevy
    The king of my city, can't nobody check me
    They know where I'm at if they're comin' to get me
    I've been in the pocket like keys in the wallet
    If you think you got it, then pull up and bet me
    I'm keepin' it solid and just bein' honest
    You ain't gotta like me, but gotta respect me, make it— (bounce)

    Boy, if you ain't talkin' paper, I'ma— (bounce)
    I tell shawty spin around and watch it— (bounce)
    Every time I hit the stage, I make it—, yeah
    I just pull up to the crib and then I— (bounce)
    Boy, if you ain't talkin' paper, I'ma— (bounce)
    I tell shawty spin around and watch it— (bounce)
    Every time I hit the stage I make it—, yeah (bounce)
    I just pull up to the crib and then I—

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    Composición: Mojam y Aitch

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