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Oh my Oh my, look Look I smoke dope out the pound, no I don't need no zip If the Henny ain't V.S.O.P, I won't sip If your shorty some shoes, told that ass take a trip Got two Dutch with two grids, that's two shots that won't miss I keep a tab on enemies They prolly think they a friend of me Countin' these bands, need ten of me I feel the hate in your energy Came in this bitch with a fuckin' bag When you gettin' the dough, it's not hard to brag I've been runnin' these plays, don't throw a flag Most of these niggas is pussy, it make me gag Came into Marshalls, don't check the price Send them bros at your head, like some fuckin' lice And my heart is at rappin', don't say it twice I remember the trap, I was rollin' dice Who's gon' make me stop this shit? [?] navy, made me pop this shit [?], he be robbin' shit Brand new blacked out whip I'm on my Batman, jeans is Robin shit Letras de cancionesWho gon' take this spot from me? See me out in public, it look like I just won the lottery Your girl say she love me, I say, "Baby girl, don't lie to me" What? Huh, niggas be gettin' they bands up I got your bitch in the Benz truck I got the head, but I didn't fuck I smoke dope out the pound, no I don't need no zip If the Henny ain't V.S.O.P, I won't sip If your shorty some shoes, told that ass take a trip Got two Dutch with two grids, that's two shots that won't miss From Letras Mania