[Intro]
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(Aviator)
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[Chorus: Lil Baby]
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These aint no Guess jeans
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I dropped out of school, Im still good at math, but, nigga, dont test me
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I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me
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Still riding round with that blicky, I hope they dont catch me
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Police had raided our spot, so we went to the next street
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Play like Im dumb, as soon as it pop, Im goin retarded
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He say Im hard and he say Im garbage, Im rich regardless
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We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis
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If we in Atlanta, Im runnin the ‘Cat and Im workin the red key
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[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
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I cannot mention my homies inside of my song cause I know they be trappin a lot
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I cant keep takin these pills, when Im in the trenches, they say I be cappin a lot
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I know a nigga who say he got rich off the dope, but I know he be actin a lot
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I know some niggas who said that they took down the city, but niggas be lackin a lot
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Yeah
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That shit was awful, nigga had that dog food
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That day they shot you, I slid on a Mongoose
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You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me, I cannot forget
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The police was lyin, they say that they caught you, but nigga, they made you admit
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Your name was found, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch
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Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (Turn up)
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[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
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Only twenty-five, livin like a boss, ridin round with a chauffeur
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I dont sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin over my shoulder
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Niggas lyin like Im stealin swag, boy, thats my shit like I wrote it
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[Verse 3: Polo G]
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Uh
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These rappers really nice as hell
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Im a different nigga when Im pissed off
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Man, he say he gon press up on who?
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Ima get the steel like Im Chris Paul
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Back to back suburbans, Im a big dawg
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I was in the slums servin Fentanyl
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Zombieland, junkies havin withdrawals
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I been gettin to it, lotta missed calls
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Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking bout?
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I should slap you for sayin he hot as me
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I dont know who could fuck with me honestly
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They know Im the man, so they watchin me
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Different color bands like Monopoly
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Man, he must not be usin his head
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If he thinkin I dont keep a Glock with me
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Thats like suicide if you play with us
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Got a better chance at the lottery
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Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep
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Make the crowd dance, choreography
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Once I got a plan, aint no stoppin me
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Three-car garage, million-dollar crib
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With a foreign bitch ridin on top of me
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Lot of people done said I wouldnt be shit
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Well, I guess they owe me an apology
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[Chorus: Lil Baby]
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These aint no Guess jeans
~#**************#~
I dropped out of school, Im still good at math, but, nigga, dont test me
~#**************#~
I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me
~#**************#~
Still riding round with that blicky, I hope they dont catch me
~#**************#~
Police had raided our spot, so we went to the next street
~#**************#~
Play like Im dumb, as soon as it pop, Im goin retarded
~#**************#~
He say Im hard and he say Im garbage, Im rich regardless
~#**************#~
We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis
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If we in Atlanta, Im runnin the ‘Cat and Im workin the red key
