Piccolo
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Ayy, Dawson, gang, you worldwide
Yeah
RTB shit
Let that bitch breathe
Yeah
Coast to coast whips, we in Cali with them foreigns
I done fell asleep, send the addy in the morning
I be in the Lam, you in Challys, bitch you boring
Why you call my phone? Bitch you know that I am recording
Got some more Diors, man you know I got sick of those
Green with the Off-White, call me Piccolo
Niggas loose as hell, leave the crib without a stick to tote
Tired of the club, told my plug to go get a boat
Why you look confused? Girl, you know we do this often
Caught a nigga lackin, throw it up, Randy Moss him
QP of the Larry Bird, I'm in Boston
Opp think he on, I'ma have my nigga off him
Made it out the hood, bitch you know I had to roll the dice
42 with the Azul, what you on tonight?
You rockin fake diamonds, ears green, what you cloning ice?
Money on my head, shit, that's cool, I'm prone to lice
Was kickin bitches out of the Bnb, you walking home tonight
Two-three knock his head off, If I'm zonin right
Damn, I meant three-two
Hit him in his lip, look like Fantasia when we see you
Ballin like the Answer, I'm in Philly like an Eagle
In Flint we RTB, but in Miami we The Beatles
I told that bitch, you stuffin to Kentucky, then I need you
Pull up to the hood Drac'd up, know I keep two
Coast to coast whips, we in Cali with them foreigns
I done fell asleep, send the addy in the morning
I be in the Lam, you in Challys, bitch you boring
Why you call my phone? Bitch you know that I am recording
Got some more Diors, man you know I got sick of those
Green with the Off-White, call me Piccolo
Niggas loose as hell, leave the crib without a stick to tote
Tired of the club, told my plug to go get a boat
RTB, nigga
I'm a Real Trench Baby