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(Vanguard)
(Saint in this motherfucker)
Yeah, walk out with a gun, okay
I just had a gang, of ten bitches giving brain okay
Bitch I'm in the stu' I just cook up, every fucking day
How much racks I spend on this drip?
Prolly 50 man
Rock out like guitars, yeah
My bitch rock all black, yeah
I'm just flexing racks, 'cause I couldn't do that last year
Tried to box me up, but I broke right through that glass, yeah
He said he want smoke, put that shit in the atmosphere
Put that on my damn brother, put that on my damn mother
We gon' get that fucking money
I don't give a fuck who hating on us
I'ma real deal stepper, yeah
I'ma real ass playa homie
That mean I got drugs from my plug, then I mail it on 'em
One day I'm gon get that crib and spend a milli' on it
That boy super green, yeah, I can't take him serious homie
Bank got hella Os, look like motherfuckin' Cheerios homie
That boy he ain't sippin' shit, why he talkin' bout syrup on me?
I might just go MIA, soon as I go up, on gang
I might take your bitch and then just fly her with that private plane
I'm just super tired of these lames, it's a damn shame
If they try to stop this shit, shoot 'em down like Max Payne
Givenchy my chain, mane
Y'all can see my chain swang
That boy tried to run up, take my shit
I left his brains hanging
And I look so fye when I step out, got 'em straight hating
Man that boy go out super sad, got 'em relocating
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, like a mental patient
Bitch I go insane on every verse, like a mental patient
Yeah, them boys they hate to see me go up, it's excruciating
Bitch I'm in the court, ballin' up like I'm Gary Payton
Rockstar fast, i8
My way or the highway
I just geek up with my hoes, yeah we off the molly
Piss me off I'm banging on my chest just like Harambe
I'ma sip that drank up, yeah, that's that Bombay
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, bitch, I'm on a roll
I'm going up lets go, yeah
Them labels, they hitting my phone, yeah
I got a classy ho, yeah, I got a ratchet ho, yeah
I cop all my clothes
This the shit they hit the juggs for
Yeah
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, this the shit they hit the juggs for)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, this the shit they hit the juggs for)
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You in this bitch rocking with Dark Fantasy