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    (Yo, gyard, stop playin')
    (Gelo, make your shit viral)
    Uh, let's do it

    I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass
    We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass
    Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? Bitch, you on your ass
    You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass
    I got me a sack like okay, okay
    I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think
    Bitch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face
    Bitch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes
    On gang
    Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
    I done seen a couple niggas change for that change
    Tell them keep the fame
    I'm solid, nigga, that's how I remain, fuck you think?

    Pockets on overload, I look like a walking bank
    I kicked a couple doors, I ran up a lot of stain
    I ran up a lot of dough 'fore I got famous
    I was down below and they went up, they left me hangin', I'm just sayin', yeah
    Put your hand down, you can't get shit from me
    Turnt up, I'm the man now, I know she miss me
    Honestly, I'm spendin' cash now like it ain't shit to me
    And I ain't showin' no sympathy
    I'ma put this shit in they face if they wan' mention me (let's do it)

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    I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass
    We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass
    Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? Bitch, you on your ass
    You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass
    I got me a sack like okay, okay
    I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think
    Bitch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face
    Bitch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes
    On gang
    Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
    I done seen a couple niggas change for that change
    Tell them keep the fame
    I'm solid, nigga, that's how I remain, fuck you think?

    Oh yah
    Young nigga beat the odds, really had it hard, now I'm livin' large
    Ridin' in these foreign cars, nigga, I'm a star, fuckin' foreign broads
    Nigga, you know you wasn't here from the start
    So don't you come 'round, you can't get a part, on God
    Had to pick my head up so I can get my bread up
    Nigga, we got fed up, you wan' get fed or what?
    You told 'em what was said, boy, is you fed or what?
    But I ain't gon' say too much, feel like I said enough

    I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass
    We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass
    Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? Bitch, you on your ass
    You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass
    I got me a sack like okay, okay
    I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think
    Bitch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face
    Bitch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes
    On gang
    Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
    I done seen a couple niggas change for that change
    Tell them keep the fame
    I'm solid, nigga, that's how I remain, fuck you think?

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