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Original

Baby, give me some cash.

Ayy.

Damn.

The only way you make it out the hood, nigga, is with a M.

That's a million or a murder, better get you one of them.

Scootin' up on twenty-fo', see my -reflection on the rims. -I just robbed a nigga for no reason 'cause

I felt like jackin' somethin'.

I ain't got that Drac', got that damn pterodactyl on me. Bitch callin' me daddy, Gucci sandal, Gucci satchel on me.

Bitch callin' me papi, Gucci hat, Gucci jacket.

I got work from UPS, nigga know I got that package on me.

Street nigga, baby, don't ever play me like no rapper, -homie.

-On the cred', we got tested, all you need is a scroll. When you hit it, make you noble. Is it clean? Is it raw?

Right before the eighth, know these niggas ain't never seen what I saw.

Hit his block, -leave it bloody like a scene off of Saw.

-Ayy, me grow, I played the bench before I ever touched the ball. This shit be movin' fast, before I walked, I had to crawl.

Ayy, that's what the fuck you hear when a gangster comin'.

Ain't got no food in the -kitchen, but I'm bakin' somethin'.

-Like a newborn baby, I had to spank me somethin'.

If I ain't got that Glock, bitch, I'm shankin' somethin'.

Two-yearling king of -the hill like I'm Hankerson. -KeyDon hop out with ski up on his face.

They say Drill comin'.

In the hood, when you beat your body, you come back home -with a street diploma. -On gang.

Yeah, sand tan and base colorin'.

Bro out there on the spot with bricks like he's in the back tryna build somethin'.

I'm from the hood where your mom and your benjin fuck around and you get your lil' longer.

Nickname the bat Red Bull, make some fly -straight to your door number. -Red Bull give you wings.

I got rich 'cause the motto was free loanin'.

Make some tech nigga turn like -Deebo. -Come here.

Put a button on a Glock, bitch, I done went back to the stick, set it off like

Cleo. And I'm chasin' a blue like Rio. I go VV's on a broke bitch. I go BB like the

Barber brothers. Front line shooter, fuck a drop pick.

Damn.

The only way you make it out the hood, nigga, is with a M.

That's a million or a murder, better get you one of them.

Scootin' up on twenty-fo', see my -reflection on the rims. -I just robbed a nigga for no reason 'cause

I felt like jackin' somethin'.

I ain't got that Drac', got that damn pterodactyl on me. Bitch callin' me daddy, Gucci sandal, Gucci satchel on me.

Bitch callin' me papi, Gucci hat, Gucci jacket. I got work