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Yeah

Ooh (you all live in a cold place)

Live From The 6

(Put your pussy lips on live, I'll give you a thousand)

I was on fire, they wanted to tie my hands (yeah)

Used to get them cheap bows, thousand dollar girls (thousand dollars)

Put them bitches in the sky, show you how to land (phew)

All them pussy niggas died helpin' out the feds (bitch)

Meat for twenty-five hundred dollar if it's twelve-fifty zips (what?)

Ain't never build a crib, we only sell niggas bricks (sell niggas bricks)

Bustin' down the bail, fish scale, them niggas shrimps

We ain't checkin' niggas temps, fuck 12, gettin' blitzed

Search 'em at the door like, "Who you came with and who you here for?"

Got Bam Bam, Barney Rubble for that Flintstone

That lamb' fast, burnin' rubber when that feint gone

I don't smoke where I'm parking, Mavis, 'cause it hit straight?

Still thuggin' in the trenches (yeah), Cullinan on six

Quarter chicken, half chicken, tryna double off a biscuit

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