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Yeah Never lose Ayy Bitch, my pockets filled with that salad green Za' smell like I done cut the cheese Niggas outside wearin' they brother bling Walking Dead, I love the brain Walk outside, my cutter came On this side, we sellin' 'Caine Killers on a payphone Dick got her mood to stay strong Back then, I was waitin' on way long Woke up one day and I fell on I'm like fuck y'all niggas, I got me Ain't nobody but me can stop me Broke nigga, you ain't been to Stockholm My plug don't talk on iPhones My old hoes wanna come home I don't even want them, I'm too gone I get cheddar, like a lot of nachos Shout out to my ese, vato Diamonds on my neck and wrist, some niggas think I hit the lotto We got shells, we split your taco [?] Got her singin' in soprano Letras de cancionesI pull up like, "Damn, Daniel" Flexin' like the grandmaster I might throw some bands at you We too geeked up for Xanax Meet me at the A&S Man, I'm gon' get that bag, I ain't never come back home Fell off once, now you tryna get back on We got that Glock with that switch, ain't no battles She wanna ride on the dick like a saddle From Letras Mania