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You should, you should keep that to yourself I don't know that for me Even though I'm a good guy Why they talk down on my name? I don't know I don't like niggas, ain't no money, I don't go I'm twistin' up exotic, I can show you how to roll This foreign push start, I hop inside, then I go Strap on your seatbelt Clutchin', blowin' gas, got more water than a seashell I'm always on my job, I look like I'm fresh out detail My bitch wine daddy, I been smokin' like a Rasta No plain Jane, told the jeweler helicopter I don't want your dap, lil' nigga, I don't know you You speakin' on my name, get you template, no Pro Tools These VVs on me flawless Ain't no touch 'cause all my niggas hold it like they call it My finger, they still itchin', my addiction is to ballin' I'm trappin' in some sweats, I'm runnin' game, I am not joggin' No, I cannot lie, I stand on shit, but money fallin' Put your all in Diamond piss on this shit, save it, you can stall it I'm blowin' on loud now, I can't hear you talkin' Tell your promoter run them bands if he wanna walk in No money in your conversation, you should change the topic I'm a fly life youngin', so my swag awesome I got dreams of them blues I just left sloshin' Shawty said she want a nigga with some benefits Bitch, I'm a dog, but I still ain't learn how to treat I keep that fever 'cause these fuck niggas make me sick Why they talk down on my name? I don't know I don't like niggas, ain't no money, I don't go I'm twistin' up exotic, I can show you how to roll This foreign push start, I hop inside, then I go Why they talk down on my name? I don't know I don't like niggas, ain't no money, I don't go I'm twistin' up exotic, I can show you how to roll This foreign push start, I hop inside, then I go Go, go, think you just want that hood fame You ain't got no real gang, no fake gang (Fake gang) You ain't got no real gang, them fake friends (Fake friends) And that's fake bands (Fake bands), rockin' fake brands (Fake) You ain't poppin' no tags, you got no bags (You got no bags) You ain't got no swag No, I won't slip, no, I won't slack No cap on that, that's facts I'm flippin' racks like Pac Flippin' racks like Pac Can't throw up my jack, I figure the stack Why they talk down on my name? I don't know I don't like niggas, ain't no money, I don't go I'm twistin' up exotic, I can show you how to roll This foreign push start, I hop inside, then I go Why they talk down on my name? I don't know I don't like niggas, ain't no money, I don't go I'm twistin' up exotic, I can show you how to roll This foreign push start, I hop inside, then I go