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Ha-ha-hah
 Boom, boom, boom!
 (Great John on the beat, by the way)
 (Brrrt) Fross!
 I step on the scene, and get to action, look
 Think a nigga usin' tactics
 Done popped me a Perc', I'm gettin' active, look
 In this pussy, no relaxin'
 You ain't gettin' no money, quit the cappin', huh
 That's re-up for the package
 Be feelin' like Dexter when I'm trappin', look
 In the lab, I cook the magic
 Nigga, go get some money, why you cryin'?
 You ain't spinnin' no blocks, why you lyin'?
 When it start to get hot, niggas dyin'
 Better cop you a chop', and start to slidin'
 When this bitch give me top, she be wildin'
 Got her tongue on my dick, and she smilin'
 But I know that she with me 'cause I'm stylin'
 And if she think that she stayin', shorty wildin'
 Nigga, Fross on top
 Understand if you ain't with me
 You're gonna fall right at the end, yeah, woah
 Nobody clutchin' the semi
 You move funny, bullets gon' dance, yeah, woah
 A nigga just tryna see millies
 Make up for them days I pretended, woah
 A nigga be feelin' like Stewie
 My dawgs be with me no friends, yeah, woah
 Better get out of my face
 Ain't takin' no picture with hoes, you bitches is chopped
 A nigga done hopped in the plane
 Remember them days in the cold, and tried not to hide
 These gangsters be rats in the face
 They front on the 'Gram, and get booked then talk to the cops
 I told her I only need face
 And if you ain't doin' the gang, then get out the spot
 Bro moved to their sides and sprayed
 Then after I send them OT to get a new chop
 You wanted to cheat, it's okay
 You know that a nigga got hoes, you know I'm a thot
 You wanted the crown, but you late
 If you tried to hop on the wave, then you're gonna drown
 These niggas ain't give me a plate
 I went out, took my shit, ain't give a fuck how
 I step on the scene, and get to action, look
 Think a nigga usin' tactics
 Done popped me a Perc', I'm gettin' active, huh
 In this pussy, no relaxin'
 You ain't gettin' no money, quit the cappin', huh
 That's re-up for the package
 Be feelin' like Dexter when I'm trappin', huh
 In the lab, I cook the magic
 Nigga, go get some money, why you cryin'?
 You ain't spinnin' no blocks, why you lyin'?
 When it start to get hot, niggas dyin'
 Better cop you a chop', and start to slidin'
 When this bitch give me top, she be wildin'
 Got her tongue on my dick, and she smilin'
 But I know that she with me 'cause I'm stylin'
 And if she think that she stayin', shorty wildin'
 Yeah, that shorty wildin'