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They fresh out a coffin
Don’t know why they talking
Got power like Austin
They cap with a gown

These rappers is exhausting
That hoe she gone cost em
They wet like a faucet I look like a fountain Get Texas like Austin
In LA we golfin
Can’t take no more losses and we steady countin
I Put em in office and then get a crown
I’m drenched like a dolphin the freshest in town
Racks in
I walk in maxfield and splurging again
Mixing up crush like it’s juice and the gin
Stick in her pussy it’s loosening
I went to Houston with Travis I’m lit
Niggas send threats and nobody dead
I done got rich but I still ain’t a lick
Take a perc 30 Whenever I’m sick
It cost a 30
i ain’t even 30
FN hold a 30 ,blue tips in da clip
Wide body swerving rolls Royce that for certain
Her head game urgent I bust on her lip
We the big dogs and these lil niggas shrimp
Vegas I spent 20k on the strip
Neighborhood blue on the vette that’s for nip
**that game off the rip

They fresh out a coffin
Don’t know why they talking
Got power like Austin
They cap with a gown

These rappers exhaustin
That hoe she gone cost em
They wet like a faucet I like a fountain
Drink Texas like Austin
In LA we golfin
Can’t take no more losses and we steady countin
I Put em in office and then get a crown
I’m drenched like a dolphin the freshest in town

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Came out the jungle with tigers and apes
Can’t believe cash’s studio is covered in bape
Fuck so much bitches I should be in porn
Cost a arm and a leg just to see me perform
Speaking the truth cause I ain’t good at lying
And I never play golf but I still keep my iron
Call up some vibes I got nothing but dimes
She gave me some brain I got piece of her mind
Pull up to functions my name on the banner
Still walking through the back door with my hammer
Told these lil boys that they don’t want no smoke had to aim at his legs can’t get caught up on camera
Got me a baddie when she give me sloppy she tie up her hair with a Gucci bandana
Come between me and my blues and get handled
I know me same dangerous crips from Atlanta
If I run into a problem with cake I put pots on the stove and I whip up the batter
Speak on my name ima pull up on you all you people gone run when the shots start to splatter
Stayed on my grind and I been making noise and I still find a way how to tune out the chatter
Catching yo bitch is like catching the opps I just pull out my dick and shoot it right at er

They fresh out a coffin
Don’t know why they talking
Got power like Austin
They cap with a gown

These rappers exhaustin
That hoe she gone cost em
They wet like a faucet I like a fountain
Drink Texas like Austin
In LA we golfin
Can’t take no more losses and we steady countin
I Put em in office and then get a crown
I’m drenched like a dolphin the freshest in town