[Intro: EST Gee]
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Yeah, yeah (Uh, uh)
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Yeah, yeah (Uh)
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[Verse 1: EST Gee]
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Who got the ups on us? (Who got ups on us?)
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Strap across your shirt, like, nigga, buckle up (Helluva made this beat, baby)
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You cant miss, I send you on that hit, might die, you fuck it up
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Clip hold got like T trimmers, real street nigga, my money up
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Wave this bitch like, “Hey, whats up?”
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Soon as fat boy get close enough
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Niggas dont want bump, they punks, on IG, hope I post em up
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I talk to them bodies late at night when I be rollin up
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[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
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They know its us
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Gone with all that flaggin, bitch, you braggin, now I choke on bruh
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.40, thats the caliber, the magazine is seventeen
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I got this from Medellín, eighteen timеs thirty-three
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I hope he aint sellin drеams, might go back to mailin kis
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I dont want no good bitch, make Dugg bitch a felon, please
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[Verse 3: EST Gee]
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My wrist methamphetamine, you know this that ice talk
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Hop out on foot, let pipe off, yellow tape, white chalk
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OT, gettin this ice off
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Four hundred mails, every country town around, we beat it down
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Used to bag up pieces, sittin up east listenin to “Wipe Me Down”
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[Verse 4: 42 Dugg & EST Gee]
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I know they dont like me now, your brother, sister, cousin
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Feds ever hit the house, put my shit in the oven
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They get cheaper by the dozen
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Roster grew to a monster
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We blow them choppers, bitch
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I dont know my alphabets
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Tell me, what come after rich?
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Play with us, we whackin shit, claimin shit, and stampin shit
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Fuck yall (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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[Verse 5: EST Gee]
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These niggas dont want beef with us, they IG killers
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We bendin blocks in three rentals, I dont see niggas
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Keep drillin, bitch, we breed killers
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We elite spinners
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Big shiner, keep his heat with him, eat and sleep with it
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[Verse 6: 42 Dugg]
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Wake up, bitch wont fuck the youngin from the front, go get that makeup
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To make sure all my niggas had a piece, I took a pay cut
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Ho gon put this ‘partment in her name, you need some pay stubs
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Im crankin my fake drugs, four-hundred in eight months
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Ten with me like eight stuffed
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The driver like my idol, thats the only bitch I cant touch
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These niggas is not me, these niggas is not Gee
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Got blow pack, got roxys
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Got weed stems and boxed gin, Im top ten
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[Verse 7: EST Gee]
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Yeah, go catch one and get locked in
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Got out of line and get knocked in
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In my city, Im top ten
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Number one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
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With a white boy snortin H lines
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In the side county, niggas cant find
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With a .45 on my waistline
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Like fuck niggas, Im lit now
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Crossed over, Im big slime
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Im still slidin, Im rich now
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Everybody gotta pick sides
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Took a risk to hold up my wrist high
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My lil brother took six lives
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He a lil nigga but look 65″
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Can the opps say they didnt hide?
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