See low we know

I'm sitting on leather I'm a winner

If I crap out the strap out

Cause I snap right back to the beginning nigga

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You know I will let it pop front if you want bitch I will make it hot

You (rrr) know you think you ill but you not

You will need a tombstone you will need a plot (yeah)

I peep what niggas hate through my peripherals

Boy if I leave this club back to the car I got some shit for you

Want party? we can paint the town red

Them bottles ain't shit to me a nigga got bread

I'm big money big business I love it

For the bad bitches with big asses and the budgets I'm the boss

Until you know shit is going how it got to go

I don't want talk tonight I might just buy the hoes

My pleasure principle spender's expense

First I'm happy then she happy then she can pay the rent

It's nothing to a nigga when he up

But when they down I bet you he won't give up at your bump

Flipping will catch your attitude 'like bitch what the fuck you want from a nigga huh?, you fucking up nigga huh?'

Look girl you know you sitting on a gold mine

Fuck with them other niggas think you so fine

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My flow hotter than the gun after that clip done

Don't care about the sit you claim mother fuck the finger bang

I hang around with hustlers and hoodlums that party get the popping

Then we beefing and we shooting

Let's party like it's 1999 flat top [?]

Swag going back in time

I got it locked they can't ignore it

My nigga know some bullshit I'm all for it

[?] don seven sixty leaning

Chrome clean spend a nigga scheming trying to hit a lick

Them victim niggas thinking damn why me

I'm thinking why these niggas never try me

Maybe they feel the vibe they know a nigga lie

I let it off inside and outside

The club rocking it's on tonight

Them bottle's popping we getting right

[Hook]