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I done broke the pan with the wrist Got a rubber band in my hand, let it twist

I don't have a plan, I just ran with the six I know I'm the man, baby girl, I don't kiss

Ay, nigga, I ain't worried bout a thot

Tell her, bend it over, I ain't sober on the block

We was smoking Dojah, we don't know you, you get popped

It ain't food network, you niggas getting chopped

Let me show you, niggas bout the code

Unemployed, boys, I'm self-employed to the bone

Different numbers, got different jobs, different phones