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I'm finna pipe up, this too much stylin', that's gettin' my likes up

Doin' it wrong, that's too bad, like a write up, Its been too long and this shit gettin

tighter and tighter We roll like a tire, my niggas retired

They groupie, so we do it, flip like a lighter I dig in the deep, make that little hoe lighter

Don't call me a liar

(We been in the mix, and we still in this shit and we finna go higher)

He actin' like me, yeah, I know he a bitter

We pull out eight sticks out the whip like a spider

A gentleman, I just be guidin' her right And she got a little taste now she needin this life

My niggas too good, so I know I'm alright

And your bitch lookin' good, so I head out of spite