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DY crazy
Peter Piper picker, I never kept her
Peter Piper pepper, we never kept em
Yeah
I got more bracelets on than you got chains, bro
Me and my dawgs dope came in on the same boat
Whippin the same dope
I put the bitch in the eighth stroke
Right out the ghetto, too rap for the letto, yeah
Caught my first body out in Bentley Coupe , yeah
Ten real murders from my Migos, yeah
Rock the Cuban link, top of my knees (yeah, yeah)
Ostrich seats, bite your sleeves (yeah, yeah)
Trippin em up like a referee up with these gators(yeah)
Trip on my spot, it was no more basic cable (yeah)
I mixed some Act with some yellow Tuss like a Laker (yeah)
Three shot em
Like a mothafuckin Pacer (Southside, yeah, yeah)
Never lose like my mothafuckin McGregor
Ya heard? (Yeah)
Inside the whips come red like ketchurp (Yeah)
Count this money up with glasses like a mixer (Yeah)
Codeine laboratory like on Dexter (Yeah)
Bad yellow skin, Philippine
Envious and gin never win
Chrome Heart lens, help me sin
Hit him in his back, South Central
Made a lot of Ms right from sinnin
Ready to smoke the pen by my women
I prefer the shrimp, tired of chicken
Ever saw me limp. Thats
I got more rings than you got hoes, bro
I bought my BM a Bentley with the wings, yeah
I let my kids fly private Im Supreme, yeah
Real killers move in silent
Take that clean batch (yeah)
I want the one with the real hair
Im out the jungle, a real bear
Put achinchilla on anywhere
Im out that zoo, zoo, zoo
Im a gorilla, ape, nigga, aint ate
Aint fantasize for all you niggas in yellow tape, yeah
Cause these niggas, they aint loyal
They been chillin with the ops
Doe Boy came in that 450 Spyder
Straight from off the block
Had to throw my crack a few times
Dont fuck with or with no cop
Check on Google, Im out my noodles
I feed shrimps to all my shooters
Ayy my bitch a bad bitch
So I turned her to a recruiter
Im a real assassin, quarter M for a back end
Shawty got real sassy when I gave her that Patek
If I bust it down today shell never go back average
So much Chanel I might as well open up my own store
Used to use these belts as pillows, sleepin on floors
Original BMG nigga, yeah the Feds know
Im the richest nigga came from Lil Mexico
If you ever catch me limpin, cause Im a pimp
Chrome helps me see the haters, I cant see em
Gotta keep 10 mil stashed under my hoes bed
And I gotta keep some ice like a meth head