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Uh, uh, uh (Southside on the track), uh-uh, uh (Mello made it right) New drip, I just spent some Gs on my attire These racks just keep on growin', but my jeans gettin' tighter, uh I went overseas with the swiper Bad bitch, no, I've never seen nothin' like her, uh I bought Glocks with beams for my snipers Any sudden movement, make it sing like the choir R.I.P., that chrome sprayin', got Lindsey Lohan I need some more bands, bitch, I'm a grown man, uh (Grown man, uh) If you gon' tweet it, ain't no need to tell me how you feel My whole city catching Bs, I'm from the 'Raq for real Broski turn into a demon when he off them pills Ride till I die, I hope that Jesus come and grab the wheel Uh, uh, that chopper singin' like Clay Aiken, uh R.I.P. to all my loved ones that ain't make it, uh Got a bond with the streets, and I just can't break it Run it up, and now my safe done turned into my safe haven, uh Them racks in, okay, okay On the block, I post up, I can't fade away Baby, I been too turnt, I don't care 'bout what the haters say Dark skin, thick bitch, I liked her, so I named her, "Bae" I'm in it everyday, uh New drip, I just spent some Gs on my attire Letras de cancionesThese racks just keep on growin', but my jeans gettin' tighter, uh I went overseas with the swiper Bad bitch, no, I've never seen nothin' like her, uh I bought Glocks with beams for my snipers Any sudden movement, make it sing like the choir R.I.P., that chrome sprayin', got Lindsey Lohan I need some more bands, bitch, I'm a grown man, uh (I'm a grown man, uh) R.I.P., that chrome sprayin', got Lindsey Lohan I need some more bands, bitch, I'm a grown man, uh From Letras Mania