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Gang gang R.I.P. to Bang Bang Praise God Smash on 'em, smash on 'em Get a whole lot of cash on 'em Two-twenty in the dash on 'em Smash on a, smash on Lookin' good, whole lot of cash on Two-twenty on the fuckin' dash on a bitch Before I leave, buh-buh-buh-buh-blast on a bitch I'm wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh" Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh" You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh Fully-loaded clip, better duck low I'm wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh" Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh" You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh Fully-loaded clip, better duck low Word DBT, real trap nigga, birds Look, I am not friends with no rap niggas (birds) Man, I used to buy cards, now I'm buyin' boats (wavy) Man, I used to have a heart, now I'm cuttin' throats (slay 'em) Come to my neck of the woods, you already know I got trees and pistols, but they ain't for show I got two million in cash and I made it slow (how?) I made a million off music, million off of blow (powder) Winning, I'm a boss with some dirty hands Filthy, I use 'em poolside, countin' thirty bands Feel me? Writing from my motherfuckin' waterfall (make it rain) But when I spray a house, it ain't no water, y'all Listen, whip it 'til it change, nigga, word I am rich off cocaine, nigga, word I give a fuck about fame, nigga I emerged from the fuckin' crack flame, nigga, word I'm wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh" Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh" You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh Fully-loaded clip, better duck low I'm wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh" Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh" You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh Fully-loaded clip, better duck low Look, you ain't really rich, that's your man's paper (hold up) I got a housekeeper and a landscaper (more up) I'ma come clean, dawg, we ain't the same (why?) I know where you shop, you got a fake chain (oh my) Fraudin', so much fraudin' (hah) Man, I'm dead, where the hell is the coffin? Fuck it, instead of me resting in peace I rest twenty-carat VS1 stones in my piece (bling) Icy man, icy man, how you so cold? I kept it independent, they like, "How you so bold?" You read a nigga penny and his story gettin' told I make ninety-five percent of every record that I sold Realest nigga in this shit just to be specific Hard work, faith in God, grind, I'm committed Made it on my own, can't nobody say I didn't Niggas ridin' waves, tryna - Smash on a, smash on a Lookin' good, whole lot of cash on a Two-twenty on the fuckin' dash on a bitch Before I leave, buh-buh-buh-buh-blast on a bitch I'm wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh" Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh" You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh Fully-loaded clip, better duck low I'm wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh" Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh" You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh Fully-loaded clip, better duck low Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah

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