Intro

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Chorus / Main Hook

I got bros all on that side, yeah, they tryin' to pop out, tryin' to shoot shit

(Touch, touch...)

Touchdown in a different state, so we strapped up with a full clip

Nigga, why you tryin' to play? Yeah, you gonna fuck around and find out

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Talkin' 'bout he made 40k, but that shit I highly doubt

(Shit I highly doubt, yeah, yeah...)

Verse

Nigga, come join the crew, all the guys made their own route

(made they own...)

Nigga need to go boss up, but he worried 'bout fucking clout

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Dropped the money to the county, so in an hour I bailеd out

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Bitch, I'm up 'til the sun out

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Up by 30, that's a blowout

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