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(Mommy, India got them beats)(I got Hitman on the beat)(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)Draco dirty hit me, it got a fifty (Top, mm-mm)Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city, yeah (Mm-mm)Look here, felon walk in with that felonyGang five, that's cold caseWe gon' kill a bitch, that been reppin' shitI say put the bitch up in rotationFour stamps, that's four facesGas bag, that's border basesRussian K, that's canada propertyWe gon' make the drop where it go the safestKeep it real, fake it 'til you make itThey be that bitch nigga that's hatingDistributing, call it penetratingTake off your mind, clean up what you thinkingDirty monеy stashing, call it bankingMurder for position, call it rankingCold killer steppеrs 'round me namelessDog killing NBA ain't no entertainmentSippin' drank meeting 'bout the caseBodies smoked by the block if it's hardCatch you slipping, slang that stick at the yardBehind this business, we be taking it farDeal 'em out, we be dishing our cardsBad bitch hit the road with that boyGot it out front row with that stickBang out toe to toe with that rodRich nigga Helter Skelter shitMugged up why the bezel glistDoped up, need another fixI don't know where the fuck his mind wentBig bank, get your head poppedBitch, you know how them times spentRiding 'round at that devil [?]All night tryna slime shitDraco dirty hit me, it got a fifty (Top, mm-mm)Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city, yeah (Mm-mm)Clip full, driving fast, tryna move a whole thing (Mm-mm)Bitch nigga steady tryna show stop, it's a dirty game, he gon' lose his brain (Mm-mm)The one to take a two, that's what my cousin Meechy sayBut we could pull about five, I'm talking five, that's just by either wayFive million for my album, that's an easy bankSaid you need a thousand for that bezel, shit, what my nigga Jay beezy say?Nigga, cop thatTwo hundred for my chain, them niggas gon' watch thatTold my youngin when he get that 'Vette them hoes gon' jock thatNigga, you a hot messLotta thousands laid on my chest, I'm talking no vestPublic housing, we where the smoke at, I got it potentTalking millions, I had that Maybach 'fore I was four inGet that drank just for the relax, nigga gotta pour a four inOne watch, that's three bandsRob the jeweler still callingCrank the window, nothing but claws inBullets burn, give you a wrong tanDraco dirty hit me, it got a fifty (Top, mm-mm)Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city, yeah (Mm-mm)(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)Clip full, driving fast, tryna move a whole thing (Mm-mm)(Mommy, India got them beats)(I got Hitman on the beat)Bitch nigga steady tryna show stop, it's a dirty game, he gon' lose his brain (Mm-mm)
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