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Come to my hood, you know I'm the one Shit so real, my dad got killed, since I been little, been loadin' my gun I'm in the field like Saquon Barkley, fourth and two, you know I'ma run OG keep on poppin' that shit, when he touch down, he knowin' he done I like Glocks and money, I like Glocks and money, you know where I'm from, yeah Show no mercy on niggas, I swear for god, I ain't heard of you niggas I ain't really gotta move my diamonds, still jump off vertical, nigga (Bling, bling) I'm in a penthouse, movin' with your babymom, gettin' real surgical, nigga (What up?) The pussy was water, you know how I did her (You know), I was foldin' her up Puttin' dick in her throat while I was grabbin' her hair, this time she throwin' it up When we leave out the club, got thirty bad bitches, they all can't go in the truck Got a whole lot of chops, you try get the drop, nigga probably gonna turn to dust (Brrt) From dust to dawn, trappin' that shit from dust to dawn I'm tryna see what the fuck she on, I told her to move on the hush, she drawn I said, "I don't wanna play no Caresha or Uno, baby, the fuck we doing?" She ain't even know this a million in jewelry on me, no bussy on (No way), that's crazy I been crackin' since back in the '80s (Let's go) She entertained me in back of the 'Cedes (Let's go) In the trenches, I do what I want, ever since I was young, niggas never could play me I'm the one, I ain't never debating, they told me I couldn't, I said I would make it My new crib in the back of the woods, just to get to the gate, walk seven more acres Walk it out, walk it out We got them choppers, these niggas wanna talk it out (Wow) Tellin' them people he beefin' with me and I really don't know what he talkin' 'bout (Wow) I still come through, Culli, Phantom, Maybach, take up the parking lot (Skrrt) They had thought I was leasin', at least we the only real nigga they talkin' 'bout Letras de cancionesI'm givin' her bands, she came out her pants, I'm makin' her dance, her nigga a fan I ain't tryna play, no, really, I'm sayin' I came in the Rolls and dipped in the Lamb' I'm really the GOAT, no, really, I'm sayin' (No, really) And my flow on Curry Somewhere in Dubai, my whole crew ride Rolls Royce, we ain't got no worries As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death Jump in the Lamb, and a bunch of diamonds shadow my neck Niggas talk behind my back, wanna see the last of my breath We ain't never gon' die, nigga From Letras Mania