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Yeah
(La mรบsica de Harry Fraud)
Huh, I'm checking grip (Yeah)
And I got this bad new lil' bitch I'm tryna pimp (Huh)
Twenty in my hand, that's just from the other week (Week)
Pee be talkin' cash shit, these skeezies tryna peep (Yeah)
Numbers on the board, countin' cheddar, calculate (Count)
Yeah, your shit look good, my shit better, lookin' great (Huh)
Yeah, I make a jugg, any weather, any place (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm in your hood, any ghetto, any state (Yeah)
Check out my estate, half a milli' for the crib (Damn)
And I ain't the first, lil' nigga, watch me live (Damn)
Watch me do it big, drag my nuts on a bitch (Huh)
No, you cannot fuck, goin' tough on a bitch (Ayy)
I'm cut from the same cloth as Don Juan and Pimp (Hey)
I'm God in the flesh (Huh), I'm goin' for they neck (Yeah)
I'm dumpin' like a TEC for my niggas, represent (Huh)
I came for my respect, for my city, I'm a gem (I'm a gem)
Huh, I'm checking grip
Huh, I'm checking grip
Man, this shit sound absurd
Fuck what niggas heard, us and Harry, it's a purge
Niggas better play they lane, I advise you never merge
This lil' bitch think she my main like she come in his and hers
Matchin' shit, expensive furs, ratchet bitches hit the curb
We get bitches shit in hers, KFC, just pick a bird
Niggas pussy anyway, catch 'em out and switch they words
It ain't too much they can gain, cuff her 'fore I hit your swerve
Niggas sick, we go state to state just off the hate
I'm toting blick, niggas can't even relate
We gettin' paper 'round this bitch
We be with the movers and the shakers 'round this shit
Every verse a thousand-eight like I was breakin' down a (Down a)
Niggas pocket watchin' what we makin', that's a grip
Niggas fucked up all they options, they ain't take it, that's a risk
Fuck your favorite rapper, how I break 'em, that's a glitch
Prolly noose a couple niggas, have 'em hangin' off a cliff
Player and coach, I was plottin' from the bench
I know what you niggas smokin', I won't cop it off the stench
Niggas miss they shot like every time that they attempt
Live Forever fuckin' Records in the sky across a blimp
I'm checking grip (Yeah)
And I got this bad new lil' bitch I'm tryna pimp (Huh)
Twenty in my hand, that's just from the other week (Week)
Pee be talkin' cash shit, these skeezies tryna peep (Peep)
Yeah
Huh, I'm checking grip
Huh, I'm checking grip
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