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Southside DJ on the beat so it's a banger Fresh up out of bed, got a call, he was dead It is what it is, fuck ’em all, we ain't scared Back back to that shit, we hit it all with some fear He said that he ain't tell, what he said ain’t gon' stick Fly in, then you don't fuck, then I'm not payin' for your expense I told him order that Benz but send in back up, it ain't the kin Niggas stick your hand in, always ask for a hand out I'm fuckin' up with my backend, I walk in Chanel and I cash out I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check right now I’m in the stu’ off the X right now, yeah Rollin' on air right now Fuck around, text their ex right now You not so tough right now You in my city, you a guest right now (Uh) We ain’t gonna talk about drip I'm in Chanel, you in Guess right now (Pussy) I hit the road for the shows Letras de cancionesJust run up, gon' bring their poles with 'em A lot of these niggas so lame Don’t pull up, you ain't got your loads with 'em These bitches be playin' with their nose I pull up with a bag of Cole Bennett I pull up on Izzy for gold 55K for some gold pendants I'm sellin' drugs to my tenants Broke niggas always try to come with opinions (Yeah) Ridin' through the city in a Bentley Could've been tinted, Chanel, but I want that Bentley (Uh) Realest nigga that you've come upon Free Ralo, he run up a marathon Good gas like a Marathon Killin' shit with their hazards on A fresh 20 just to add it on I put 20 in my Rag & Bones Type of shit I be braggin' on Make a call, put a ratchet on you You a goofy, they gon' stash it on you You ain't gang, don't ask for money O.T., they tax to join Fresh up out of bed, got a call, he was dead It is what it is, fuck 'em all, we ain't scared Back back to that shit, we hit it all with some fear He said that he ain't tell, what he said ain't gon' stick Fly in, then you don't fuck, then I'm not payin' for your expense I told him order that Benz but send in back up, it ain't the kin Niggas stick your hand in, always ask for a hand out I'm fuckin' up with my backend, I walk in Chanel and I cash out I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I'm standin' on couches with CCs Gotta watch out 'cause they shootin' up FEFEs They told me don't go without bein' 'round killers 'Cause killers be watchin' these VVs You think he a killer, but his ass a goofy I heard he be ridin' the weewees His lil' bitch be trippin' She ask for some Gucci, but she know she get on her knee-knees Audemars, bust it down, 30, I bust it down Niggas won't lower the pounds You vouchin' for clowns, you can't come around (Pussy) Nowadays, niggas fight, these niggas gon' pull out cell phones Nowadays when we fight, my niggas gon' pull out a nail gun, yeah One call for raw beef, they tryna nail somethin' Don't condone the violence But if you gon' nail him, nail him 'cause they'll tell somethin' No threats on the internet I told my guys don't go way into that Next time don't have your kids with you I'ma tell lil' folks to go finish that Go get the Bentley, MAC I nut on my bitch with a pretty ass You not right there, where you really at? I'm on the Lam' with 300 guys, yeah You not a street nigga You see a shootout, you gon' get excited You not a street nigga Instagram watch your murder, you gon' get indicted, yeah Now my page on private (Page on private) Now my phone on silent (Phone on silent) I ain't tryna answer no questions (Answer no questions) I don't know what happened (Nah) All I know is he was cappin', trippin' Callin' my phone, tellin' his business I don't wanna hear 'bout no killin' And you ain't one of them niggas who killin' Fresh up out of bed, got a call, he was dead It is what it is, fuck 'em all, we ain't scared Back back to that shit, we hit it all with some fear He said that he ain't tell, what he said ain't gon' stick Fly in, then you don't fuck, then I'm not payin' for your expense I told him order that Benz but send in back up, it ain't the kin Niggas stick your hand in, always ask for a hand out I'm fuckin' up with my backend, I walk in Chanel and I cash out I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check From Letras Mania