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Ain't nothing new

Bitch I stay in the studio

Troll God shit we the backdoor crew

You loving that bitch and I'm fucking yo boo

Stirring the pot this ain't stew

The racks in my pocket they all blue

Ain't toting a 40 this a 22

You can't make a purchase my prices too high

Don't jump out the gym bitch I shoot in the sky

Got zoom in the cut he got the supply

I make that fire work like it's 4th of july

Went from serving the junkies to watching them die

I fucked that lil bitch now I'm telling her bye

Bitch I'm Troll GOD Z

Yo bitch get it on she so easy

They dapping me up and they don't know me

You putting in work gotta show me

I need a foreign like Manu Ginobli

I'm rising up get this shit off the float

Said he been in the game but I ain't seen him score

Putting holes in his body you walk through that boy like a door

Freak little bitch her dad think she innocent

She got the glasses they think she a nerd

She feeling on talking bout zoom you so different

Brain so good she can spell every word

I hang with the demons put you on a shirt

I'm cleaning the money while they doing dirt

Boy we switched up I ain't talking durk

It's drugs in my body gotta stay alert

If he talking crazy end up in that dungeon

If I hand you that pack is you really gone run it

They don't know what I do they just making assumptions

I then been through strange things Eddie Munson

Late night shit sliding in a Jeep

Got the dead silence niggas finna creep

Don't jump in the water shit get deep

Glocky got talent sing like glee

Choppa solve problems if you disagree

We gon walk him down no NLE

If I tell you it's over that's a guarantee

Bitch I'm blasting shit like a speaker

Stepping on shit like a motherfucking sneaker

I be in the field more than Jeepers Creepers

Bitch I got the game on lock Alicia

I'm lining shit up bitch I feel like a barber

I be in the cut just as much as a doctor

I'm cutting shit up bitch I feel like Baraka

I'm blowing shit up bitch I feel like Osama

We spin the block and get shit shaking just like maracas

I'm getting hot just like the sun

Shit get real spooky just like the nun

You cool with second I need number one

I hit her for free you be giving her funds

These niggas be watching me just like cable

The glock real special it make him disabled

I got so much paper I could make book

You tell so much lies that you could make a fable

Boy you a goofy yo ass getting cooked

How he serving that work I can tell he a rook

Fell in love with the money turned me to a crook

He ain't on shit read him like a book

Only sin in the night feeling like Suge

Why that glock in yo pocket baby I'm a thug

One wrong word get yo life took

Bitch I'm number one like Devin book