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LyricsAdvertisements Run that back, Turbo! You can get the biggest Chanel bag in the store if you want itI gave […]

LyricsAdvertisements Al Geno on the trackG just bounced back from a headshotTrappin’ by the roadblockI only give until my legs

LyricsAdvertisements Niggas having undercover pressure by a bitchLet a nigga know if this shit oldI was still in jail, I

LyricsAdvertisements Went and copped the new plain jane (plain jane)Didn’t like it, I bust down (bust down)I finesse for another

LyricsAdvertisements Realest (realest), in it (in it)I was on the block because I was suspendedNiggas, bitches (bitches)I ain’t takin’ shots,

LyricsAdvertisements Cook that shit up, Quay I come from a different type of cloth than these niggasI’ma buy a different

LyricsAdvertisements In that fast thing, speedin’ through the city (Skrrt, skrrt)Panoramic brain, and my dash digi’ (Dash digi’)Motherfuck the fame,

LyricsAdvertisements I’m taking off again, suicide doors, I won’t let ’em inFour or five cars, living like a God, paying

Cook that shit up, QuayAdvertisements Pulled up sippin’ on drank (Drank)Told ’em that I quit but I can’t (I can’t)I

Word on the street, they got a lil’ bitty hit outReally run Atlanta, I can make a nigga get outIf