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    This is for my future baby mama
    Hope your skin is black as midnight
    I'll take you out that Honda
    I can put you in a Benz
    I can balance out your chakras
    Fornication is a sin, we can fuck all night regardless
    Our Father art in heaven, as I pray for new McLarens
    Pray the police don't come blow me down 'cause of my complexion
    Everybody think they know me now
    Cause I'm chicken-checkin'
    Negro, you are not my homie
    How dare you think it's different
    Boy, you trippin'

    Gas break 'n dip, the cash came, I flipped
    And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling
    So sacrilegious, don't ask to chat
    And don't ask for pictures, bagbak I'm trippin'
    Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me
    Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me
    Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me
    Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me, homie

    Boy I'm buoyant, we are
    Floating on them peons
    Go in 'til they take my bro'nem out them CDCRs
    Prison system broken, racial war commotion
    Until the president get ashy, Vincent won't be votin'
    We need Tamikas and Shaniquas in that Oval Office
    Obama ain't enough for me, we only getting started
    The next Bill Gates can be on Section 8 up in the projects
    So 'til they love my dark skin
    Bitch I'm goin' all in

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    Gas break 'n dip, the cash came, I flipped
    And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling
    So sacrilegious, don't ask to chat
    And don't ask for pictures, bagbak I'm trippin'
    Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me
    Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me
    Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me
    Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me, homie

    They found it
    Depth close to 3,230 feet
    A deep dive, but within acceptable range

    Clap your hands if the police ever profiled
    You ain't gotta worry, don't be scary 'cause we on now
    Ain't no gentrifying us, we finna buy the whole town
    Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now
    We on now, we on now
    Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now
    Tell the government to suck a dick, because we on now
    Tell the president to suck a dick, because we on now
    We on now!
    We on now!
    We on now!
    We on now!

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    Composición: Ray Brady y Vince Staples

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