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[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] Had to stop writing you back Too young for a fucking attachment I'm like a biker with swag Zippers on my jacket like I'm Michael Jackson If you put a knife in my back, yeah, I promise this gon' be the fucking last one I make a hit every track Everyone I make I say that I got one Putting the X on the map You miss your ex and you stay tryna find her I put the D in her back made a track about it gave it to drama The face in my Rollie is black I'ma flood it up whenever the time come Most of my hoodies are black I was trapping before I was a rapper I got off my ass and I ran it up Last summer my stash was a hundred bucks Now under the mattress got hundreds tuck Niggas need classes to study us I tell her don't front and she back it up These hundreds is lifting my mattress up You wifing a thot and she acting up You niggas be fucking the package up My jeans are Amiri I swag it up I got the collection I'm adding up Flooded the bridge out in Avianne I want you to see where I'm coming from I want you to see it ain't no one on one I want you to know I don't give a fuck I picked up your bitch in a drop top I want you to see her when I pull up [Verse 2: Don Q] Lil' bitch Come and suck a nigga dick, lil' bitch My groupie love went sky rocket Extra condoms in my side pocket She came to the show with her man She left with the gang while he was outside watching I put that ho in a Lamb, I'm cutting through lanes, she calling me psychotic I put a four in a can, I'm tryna stay up off the drink so I drive nodded I pull up my jacket, it's Rick Owen My neck freezing and my wrist snowing You niggas look like lick though Wassup with that pussy, ya bitch gon' owe me They know I'm important I don't got to holla I tell my assistant to pick for me They calling me Jordan my jeweler just make me some rings I left with like 6 on me I hear the lies and the rumors, when are you guys gonna do it? Reach for this watch boy you stupid Please do not die over music Hundreds and thousands they come by the hour We pumped out the housing you wasn't allowed in Need a rollie just to flood it with diamonds Need a foreign that gon come with no milage I got that bag and I ran through it Come to the field bitch I'm Cam Newton I bought a chopper that bitch got a stand to it I jump out the van shooting They throwing on that don and they ran up them bands to it I still got them grams moving 20 on diamonds they dance when the hand moving They told me I can't do it