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Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit Shit Shit Bought the ho a hunned pair of red bottoms (shit) That's a quarter milly on a hand job nigga Blllll stick 'em fuck you and every nigga came witcha, fuck Gone put a nigga on a picture, fuck Gone put a nigga on a t-shirt, t-shirt Back in the day when a nigga sell dope I'mma slap your daddy all of dem put'em in a hole Glock forty woo, turn on, turn on My ambitions as a rider Sipping on lean getting higher Nigga im a codein buyer No you ain't no foreign whip driver Shout out to the shooters and the shooters only You never walk around with a lot of money Bundles falling all out your pocket When you hit 'em in the head can you keep a solid Bulletproof whip we'll blow it up Like some raw uncut don't blow it up Represent your gain nigga throw it up I don't give a fuck where you at throw it up Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit Talking bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck Shit, shit, shit Catch a nigga slipping at the red light With ya AK, let me see you shoot it, shoot it You're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon Nigga let me see you prove it Presidential rollie and its glidin' Love a nigga wrist when its shinin' Hate a nigga wrist when its blingin' So I went and added more diamonds Hot boy nigga, BG (BG) That's the way these young niggas eat (eat) Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep) Keep a couple standing with ya partner Blockbuster niggas running around with real choppers Nigga what's the color of them bottles, they ain't gold (ain't gold) Now you moving round with ya ho, You ain't even sticking to the code Pimps up, pimps up, hoes down, hoes down A pool full of money and I'm 'bout to drown I'mma fool on the corner with that Bobby Brown Button up suits at the Grammy's (Grammy) Had to turn it up for the family (Hommie?) Yes I'm a Freebandz bandit Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't 'bought shit Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't 'bought shit Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit