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Yeah, yeah, hey Yeah, yeah (Yeah) Hmm, hmm Hmm-hmm-hmm Oh, mmh (Yeah), ayy Told my mama be patient, one day I'm gon' be the greatest I see the look on they faces, I know these young niggas hate it Ayy, but just chill, run up, you get killed One-eighty-seven, all my niggas ready to drill Gotta stick to the code, you know I won't ever fold I can't sign no deal, 'cause I ain't sellin' my soul Real talk, ain't no cappin' Spittin' straight facts, I don't even do the cappin', yeah Shots out the Drac' took off his face Hide his body, put him in a lake They say I ain't straight, nigga, be real My niggas, they steppin' and ready to kill I want all the smoke, OG and reggie Nigga, I'm ready, knock out your spaghetti You think I'm a bitch, thinkin' I'm sweet I pull up on you and I put you to sleep Hotbox the rental, blowin' some gas Brand new Sprinter, whole lotta cash I know I'm a sinner, pray for a bag I gotta go get it and get off my ass Letras de cancionesThey say I'm up next, bitch, I'm up now The youngest to do it, put on for my town They say I'm a king, where is my crown? Bitch, I'm the G.O.A.T., so move around To the bag, I be chasin', yeah To be honest, I'm underrated, yeah I dare a fuck nigga try to take me, yeah Them hollow tips leave you on the pavement, yeah Oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah Hotbox the rental, blowin' some gas Brand new Sprinter, whole lotta cash I know I'm a sinner, pray for a bag I gotta go get it and get off my ass Just chill, run up, you get killed One-eighty-seven, all my niggas ready to drill Move wrong, we gon' kill And my niggas ready for that drill Shots out the Drac' took off his face From Letras Mania