[Intro: EST Gee]
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(Look out, Veno)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, mm
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[Verse 1: EST Gee]
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Hop out with the chop out at my opp house (At my opp house)
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Niggas swear they dont fuck with 12, be tryna cop out (Veno gon cook up, he mix the ingredients)
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Drop ounce, smellin what Im cookin, put the rock down (Smellin what Im cookin)
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Thot bitch used to fuck with us, she a opp now (She a opp)
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[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
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Block bitch, fuckin B, her excuse, she sellin beans
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Who want em for seventeen? A thousand under eleven Gs
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If check, exotic? Nah, nigga, meth? Yes
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Rapper where? I sell dog, and Im not embarrassed
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[Verse 3: EST Gee]
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Uh, yeah, stress press, circle squares and thats a solid rep
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Quarter large, this bitch hittin hard, she tryin not to stare
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I dont care, I done dumped on niggas with they mama there
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Ima jump out first, you know I never been no follower
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[Verse 4: 42 Dugg & EST Gee]
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And I saved her under “Swallower”
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Supreme Trues, Prada purse
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I dont trust a bitch, so if I slip, my younguns still alert
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Rapper second, killer first
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My opps probably invented shirts
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“Whats her name?” Still in the dirt
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Lil homie and cousin, Im young, thuggin (Yeah)
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Big Sprites, they muddy
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Twelve uncles, they nutty (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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We been killin for money
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[Verse 5: EST Gee]
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Yeah, we been killin for nothin, bare face in public
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Its get back for our brother, nigga bet not ask for nothin (Better not ask for a dollar)
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Back up, bet not touch me, niggas get killed for clutchin
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Niggas die ‘fore they blink they eyes, aint even see me uppin
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Head was fire, damn near crossed my eyes, I aint even get to fuck her (I wont even fuck, huh)
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I was high, we just met one time, I told this bitch I love her (I told the bitch I love her)
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[Verse 6: 42 Dugg]
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And I told these bitches, “Fuck her”
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Cant get me, gotta do my brother
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Count to three—at three, Im dumpin
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Bumpin, jumpin, fuck em, slump em (Bah, uh)
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See ya yellin, “Free RIC,” Im still yellin, “Free me”
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E-S-T, free the shiners, exotic weed
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Got Cs, I aint bangin
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Fuck nigga been tryin me, aint no put it behind me
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Im on this shit for real, aint jumpin on no deals
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Before I was countin Ms, I was keepin up with drills
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I know what you aint did
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And I know that you aint built for smoke
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So why you playin with a nigga who done killed before?
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We still young, thuggin (Yeah)
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Yellin, “Free all my brothers” (Yeah)
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Yellin, “Free all the shiners”
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Indicted for wearin diamonds
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Fuck em, yeah
