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Custom threads all over my garments

Aint put it on just to stunt dropped a bag

On a jacket Virgil the kicks just to match it

She got all the Luis she want

Cuz i love the way that she rock it

She boogie and cocky

Just how i like it

Been getting to the money and not mention

I must have a hole in my sock

The way a young nigga step with his soul

If they got a problem with me

I keep a stick

My bitch bad and petite

Eat me up like a treat

Yeah i got a chop in case you get me chopped

You only gave me once chance well thats all that i needed

Baby dont think too much its only a feeling

Nah its only a feeling

Its all just a feeling

Yeah hold on

If they got a problem with me

I keep a stick

Yeah i got a chop in case they get me chopped

Woah

Went back home for a minute back to the motions

Damn cant say that i miss it

Had a talk with the boys

And hell yeah ahuh we still on that mission

Passing the blunt around along with the henny

Now we stuck reminiscing

But fuck all that

Gotta stay focused stack all the chips and stay out the way

Walked in the club breaking rubber bands

Throwing hundreds and hundreds and hundreds

Bought a section for me and the boys

Just to shpill all this liquor all over the floor

Type of shit you do when you living

Remembering the days you was broke

Yeah shout out to Dolph

Im stuck on this money grind

Ion think i can knock it off

Next time i stand on my racks

I better be as tall as Jabar

Keep my lil shades on cuz im blind to the bullshit like Stevie

Im one of one cant none of you niggas compare to me

Stop playing like you got the recipe

Yeah i keep a stick

Incase they got a problem with me

Yeah i got a chop incase they get me chopped

Woah

Custom threads all over my garments

Aint put it on just to stunt dropped a bag

On a jacket Virgil the kicks just to match it

She got all the Luis she want

Cuz i love the way that she rock it

She boogie and cocky

Just how i like it

Been getting to the money and not mention

I must have a hole in my sock

The way a young nigga step with his soul

If you got a problem with me

I keep a stick

My bitch bad and petite

Eat me up like a treat

Yeah i got a chop in case you get me chopped

Yeah i got a chop incase you get me chopped