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Off the rip odee shit 'cause you know that I'm back

They take a lil time and don't know how to act

Talkin that bread on bread

Shorty give head on head I'm bussing her back

And I got racks, racks on racks I let it all stack

And now I got bread on bread, all about Fred on Fred, we never relax

For I pull up like 

Move it, move, move, move it

Know that I ride like I'm cool

I can't let em catch me lacking imma lose

You know what I

Do, do, if I gotta my nigga I shoot

I ain't got time for these fools

Ballin all up on these niggas, I feel like I'm Smoove 

I guess I'll bop, bop, told these niggas I could slide

I ain't got time, for none of these niggas, they flex for the gram but I'm makin it live

Droppin these dimes dimes, nigga you know that I'm back

Bitch I got bread on bread, bitch I got dough on dough, bitch I got stacks

Bitch I got money on top of my money my nigga we meltin the muffuckin cheese

And I got bread on bread, Shit lookin beautiful nigga you know imma beast

And imma beat beat beat, shorty gon' suck on a nigga like fleas

Or like a leach (Hollup)

Buffalo nigga you know who I b

KJG on the track, yo shorty be loving the crew she gon' bump to the max

Shorty be counting my pockets

Told her to watch it

You might touch a pack

And I got hella da dough

Niggas b talking don't know

I got my Shoe game up

But shorty be all on the clothes

Gotta get up to my level you lookin real goofy goof

You rappers be Poopty poop, stoopty stup 

Off on that juicy juice 

Ball like I hoopty hoop

Who are you, claiming you stay wit the gang, that's a lil Troopty troop

Woopty woopty, what he gon' do, pass or shoot

Bang, what they say bitch I'm the realest to match

I ain't got time for these wack niggas cap, nigga you know that's a fact

And I got that bread nigga

Nigga you better relax

Cause I ain't got no time for these niggas

Talkin on internet niggas is wack

I don't play what is you you saying gon' fight

I can run up, pull up to you, or you make a right at the light

And we can get right

And nigga you know Imma strike

So please don't talk about no smoke nigga cause you know I'm upright

I guess I'll bop, bop, told these niggas I could slide

I ain't got time, for none of these niggas, they flex for the gram but I'm makin it live

Droppin these dimes, dimes, nigga you know that I'm back

Bitch I got bread on bread, bitch I be

Off the rip odee shit 'cause you know that I'm back

They take a lil time and don't know how to act

Talkin that bread on bread

Shorty give head on head I'm bussing her back

And I got racks, racks on racks I let it all stack

And now I got bread on bread, all about Fred on Fred, we never relax

For I pull up like 

Move it, move, move, move it

Know that I ride like I'm cool

I can't let em catch me lacking imma lose

You know what I

Do, do, if I gotta my nigga I shoot

I ain't got time for these fools

Ballin all up on these niggas, I feel like I'm Smoove