Im ridin' with all that money must be why I keep a stick
My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip
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Spark up spark up
Blind to all that **** shit must be why I keep a stick
My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip
Ranch 'cuz I be dressing straight designer, bitch I drip
Crop him out the picture with this cannon on my hip
And this cannon got a red dot
Aim for headshots
Cut his dreadlocks
Hope he got his ID, 'cuz his ass might get his head popped
Better not, got a bread knot from that med drop
Young but I be trappin' to them fiends who need them meds popped
Got no regrets so watch how you step, **** 'round and get stepped on
And them boys watch up on me 'cuz they know I got this tec on me
And I hang 'round some savages who walk like they got vests on
Put bullets on a Glock and shoot this bitch until yo neck gone
Gucci shoes look like a lick when I was running from 12
My past been catchin' up I hope I don't end up in that cell
Y'all only focus on my wrongs but I've been tryna prevail
It's always **** 'em that's forever let my die when I fell
Blind to all that **** shit must be why I keep a stick
My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip
Ranch 'cuz I be dressing straight designer, bitch I drip
Crop him out the picture with this cannon on my hip
And this cannon got a red dot
Aim for headshots
Cut his dreadlocks
Hope he got his ID, 'cuz his ass might get his head popped
Better not, got a bread knot from that med drop
Young but I be trappin' to them fiends who need them meds popped
I got this cannon on my hip and im gon' blow trepid say so
Hoes they got to packin', you know he bringing me pesos
Invested in the trap but I still rock, that's just to lay low (aye, aye)
Mix drugs with Faygo
'Cuz I still be livin' fast and hittin' licks and kicking doors
Bitches hit my phone when I got cheese man I be mixin' hoes
And I got designer Gucci, Prada I be mixin' clothes
50s and them 20s and them blue strips I be mixin' dough
Blind to all that **** shit must be why I keep a stick
My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip
Ranch 'cuz I be dressing straight designer, bitch I drip
Crop him out the picture with this cannon on my hip
And this cannon got a red dot
Aim for headshots
Cut his dreadlocks
Hope he got his ID, 'cuz his ass might get his head popped
Better not, got a bread knot from that med drop
Young but I be trappin' to those fiends who need them meds popped
Young but I be trappin to those fiends who need them meds popped
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