[Intro]
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Got my bomb in my hand, Taliban, yeah
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(If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you)
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[Chorus]
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Cut my crack with my nail, weigh the bale without the scale (Can I trust you?)
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Im cuttin crack with my nail, weigh the bale without a scale
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Cuttin crack with my nail, I got crazy clientele (Will-A-Fool, Will-Will-Will-William)
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Cuttin the crack with the nail, weighin bale without the scale
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Im a Freeband nigga, I got crazy clientele
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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I cut crack with my nail, weigh a bale without the scale
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Im a Black Amigo nigga, I got crazy clientele
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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[Verse 1]
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Cookеd a bomb up and I didnt use a Belly (I aint use a scalе)
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I was a young nigga, servin dope up out the telly (Had them bales goin)
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Tote .223 when you got that fetti (What you doin, boy?)
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Got shottas pullin up, they armed and ready (They armed and ready, yeah)
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Hold the Glock with two hands, shoot it steady (Shoot the Glock now)
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Im four hours in, been cookin Betty (Cookin the block round)
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Ima front you a kilo cause I aint petty (I aint petty, nigga)
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Gon rerock a block, my game heavy (Uh)
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Been servin them yams, crib in Skyami (Im in Skyami now)
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Went from servin them grams to havin Grammys (Yeah)
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Still workin twenty-four hours just like a deli (Pluto)
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Gotta free my big brother locked in the celly (Free my brother Chuck)
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[Chorus]
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Cuttin the crack with the nail, weighin bale without the scale
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Im a Freeband nigga, I got crazy clientele (I got crazy clientele, yeah)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (I got crazy clientele, yeah)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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I cut crack with my nail, weigh a bale without the scale
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Im a Black Amigo nigga, I got crazy clientele (l got crazy clientele, yeah)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (I got crazy clientele, yeah)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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[Verse 2]
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Workin that block, servin that cheese, nigga
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You gon pop it on your own cause you dont need niggas
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Servin bags of the strong without the seeds, nigga
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On the top of the throne, its hard to see niggas (Im a king, nigga)
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Got a thousand-one grams, Im servin Ps, nigga (Thousand grams)
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Servin coke out your hand, you gotta eat, nigga (Servin coke)
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Ready to run up them bands, street feed niggas
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(Freeband Gang)
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We gon sell it for the high, you got it cheap, nigga
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(Yeah)
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Just a product of my environment, Im a key, nigga
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Its hard to sleep with this money, Im takin E, nigga (Im takin X now)
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I had to hustle, go get it, wasnt tryna leave niggas (Go and get it)
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I seen a million-somethin dollars just off the weed, nigga (Woah)
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[Chorus]
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Cuttin the crack with the nail, weighin bale without the scale
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Im a Freeband nigga, I got crazy clientele (Woah)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
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I cut crack with my nail, weigh a bale without the scale
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Im a Black Amigo nigga, I got crazy clientele (Woah)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
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[Outro]
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Junkies at my door, police at my door (I need it, boy)
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Junkies at my door, police at my door (Please, boy)
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Junkies at my door, police at my door (Yeah)
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Pounds in the attic, pounds on the floor (Woah)
