DaVinci (DaVinci, DaVinci)YeahShoutout the whole Oakland City, manYou know what I'm saying? The whole 4PFKnow what I'm saying? I put this upYeahShoutout my label, that's meI'm in this bitch with TBI'm in this bitch with 4 TreyI just poured up me an eightReal nigga all in my faceFive hundred racks in my safeFive hundred racks to the plugWhat you know 'bout showin' love?What you know 'bout pullin' up in Bentley trucks?Make these bitches fall in loveAll of my niggas on goNone of my niggas no hoAll of my niggas want smokeAll of my niggas togetherWe came from the bottomwe used to wear each other's clothesNone of my niggas gon' foldCouple pussy niggas toldThey ain't my niggas no moreHold it down for the fourIn the nine with the woesMarlo my dawg, that's for sureWe won't fall out about shit'Specially not 'bout no bitchWe ain't gon' fall out 'bout hoesMe and Ced get them loadsWe let 'em go for the lowI got my hood in controlI got my left wrist on frozeI got my right wrist on frozeI got my necklace on frozeBoth of my ears on frozeI been gettin' faded, I'm sippin' on mapleIf she won't fuck, I won't make herI don't like bitches with makeupIf she want titties, I pay for 'emGet outta that when I wake upI pass the ball, I don't layupI'm a big boss, I got say soThey'll wipe you down if I say soDracos on Dracos on Dracos on DracosI just bought me some new waterWetter than Katrina, shoutout New OrleansI made a promise my niggas gon' ballHard in the paint, change my name to John WallGeekin' off trees like a leaf in the fallFind a new plug then we takin' em allPull up in a brand new Benz truckHop out fresher than a mentholLil' nigga, but I'm big, dawgAll I gotta make is one callGet a nigga block, took offCross a nigga up, Hot SauceOoh, I got 'em mad, my faultTalkin' 'bout the shit that I boughtPoppin' these Percs, I done turned to a savageHundred racks stuffed in the mattressHundred racks stuffed in the atticHundred racks stuffed in the sofaThese niggas play gangster, but they won't approach meI know they never approach meThey know that they'll catch a bulletI rock the gang to the fullestI run with some real ones, don't hang with no pussiesI ain't no killer, don't push meI see how you niggas be lurkin'I hope you don't think you no bullyI'm livin' the life, I should star in a movieRidin' in a Vert with an Uzi12 get behind me, I lose 'emThey tryna guess what I'm doin'They tryna guess who I'm screwin'That ain't even they businessThey ain't wanna fuck with meNow they see a nigga drippin'Now they wanna fuck with meThey can't get in touch with meHardly ever in the cityThey just know I'm gettin' biggerThey just know a nigga busyI been runnin' up them digitsYeah
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DaVinci (DaVinci, DaVinci)
Yeah
Shoutout the whole Oakland City, man
You know what I'm saying? The whole 4PF
Know what I'm saying? I put this up
Yeah
Shoutout my label, that's me
I'm in this bitch with TB
I'm in this bitch with 4 Trey
I just poured up me an eight
Real nigga all in my face
Five hundred racks in my safe
Five hundred racks to the plug
What you know 'bout showin' love?
What you know 'bout pullin' up in Bentley trucks?
Make these bitches fall in love
All of my niggas on go
None of my niggas no ho
All of my niggas want smoke
All of my niggas together
We came from the bottom
we used to wear each other's clothes
None of my niggas gon' fold
Couple pussy niggas told
They ain't my niggas no more
Hold it down for the four
In the nine with the woes
Marlo my dawg, that's for sure
We won't fall out about shit
'Specially not 'bout no bitch
We ain't gon' fall out 'bout hoes
Me and Ced get them loads
We let 'em go for the low
I got my hood in control
I got my left wrist on froze
I got my right wrist on froze
I got my necklace on froze
Both of my ears on froze
I been gettin' faded, I'm sippin' on maple
If she won't fuck, I won't make her
I don't like bitches with makeup
If she want titties, I pay for 'em
Get outta that when I wake up
I pass the ball, I don't layup
I'm a big boss, I got say so
They'll wipe you down if I say so
Dracos on Dracos on Dracos on Dracos
I just bought me some new water
Wetter than Katrina, shoutout New Orleans
I made a promise my niggas gon' ball
Hard in the paint, change my name to John Wall
Geekin' off trees like a leaf in the fall
Find a new plug then we takin' em all
Pull up in a brand new Benz truck
Hop out fresher than a menthol
Lil' nigga, but I'm big, dawg
All I gotta make is one call
Get a nigga block, took off
Cross a nigga up, Hot Sauce
Ooh, I got 'em mad, my fault
Talkin' 'bout the shit that I bought
Poppin' these Percs, I done turned to a savage
Hundred racks stuffed in the mattress
Hundred racks stuffed in the attic
Hundred racks stuffed in the sofa
These niggas play gangster, but they won't approach me
I know they never approach me
They know that they'll catch a bullet
I rock the gang to the fullest
I run with some real ones, don't hang with no pussies
I ain't no killer, don't push me
I see how you niggas be lurkin'
I hope you don't think you no bully
I'm livin' the life, I should star in a movie
Ridin' in a Vert with an Uzi
12 get behind me, I lose 'em
They tryna guess what I'm doin'
They tryna guess who I'm screwin'
That ain't even they business
They ain't wanna fuck with me
Now they see a nigga drippin'
Now they wanna fuck with me
They can't get in touch with me
Hardly ever in the city
They just know I'm gettin' bigger
They just know a nigga busy
I been runnin' up them digits
Yeah
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