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    Ayy, I'm in this bitch like
    I'm, I'm rollin' up right now, you heard me?
    (Hzrd went crazy on that motherfucker)

    I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
    I got money, I got hundreds
    I keep a pole on my waist
    I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

    In this bitch like I done gone mad
    Smokin' on that strong pack
    Look, you gon' get your dome snatched
    You know that I'm on that
    No, she cannot hit, might keep movin' her big booty ass
    All in my crib like she wan' move in, must want me to smash
    Hold on, hit the gates, broad day, time to smash, ah, ah
    Take off his face, SRT, hit the gas
    Gone, almost home now, they was on our ass
    Never mind, I'm paranoid, know I do that bad
    Light my Backwood up
    I'm in the backwoods up in Utah smokin' Cali stuff
    Come to the backwoods, you get hogtied, no playin' with us
    Don't care 'bout wherе I'm at long as I'm strapped, just know I'm comfortable
    Tryna push your shit back, you gon' get clappеd soon as you come for us
    If I say step, then they gon' step on somethin'

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    I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
    I got money, I got hundreds
    I keep a pole on my waist
    I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

    Back up in that Nawfside, city known as Jigga City
    My people see me outside, four-deep in that Honda Civic
    Try to speak, don't even waste time 'cause they know right now I'm on business
    Bought that stolo right from Mr. Ratchet
    Broke with nothin' 'cause ain't catch nothin' up in it, bah
    Gotta catch my cut, but I got fifty grand y'all gon' split up
    Oh, I'ma get the nigga, whack his ass, make him bite the dust
    You know I'm too official, been doin' this shit since the first bitch said it's up
    I want them pallbearers and gravediggers, smoke opps, increase they health

    I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
    I got money, I got hundreds
    I keep a pole on my waist
    I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

    Bitch, it's Big Lil Top in another car, I'm like ah
    Go to him, be the hype, he ask me: What's the type? And I'm like: Wow
    Plenty racks, pit stop, hit the I, burn out tires
    It go down, then you just drive
    I'm out the roof lettin' off that fire
    She one hundred, she get hired
    Bitch, stack that money in a pile
    Just walk around, let me smack your ass
    Bitch, take control, don't be a child
    Hold on, Top say: I want twenty hoes inside this house
    Steal out my place, we put twenty poles inside your mind

    I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
    I got money, I got hundreds
    I keep a pole on my waist
    I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

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