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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, bling)
I'm in a penthouse, movin' with your baby mom, 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 30 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
I'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