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AYE SAY GANG

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Pluto, yeah, pluto, yeah (yeah)Pluto, yeah (ayy, say gang)Fifteen karat wedding ring, ain't even married yet(ayy, say gang)I just bought a bad bitch, I'm such a cash man(ayy, say gang)Countin' up so much dog shit it look like cow shit(ayy, say gang)Just popped another x pillI need to be cautious (ayy, say gang)Shorty want it down in her lungschew a nigga up like gum (what up?)Skeeted until I got numbI was so high, I couldn't feel when I cum (ayy, say gang)Trap full of bricks and breadcame from the blocks servin' crumbs (yeah)Seven dollar pull up in the slumgotta motivate a young nigga doin' numbersYoungin put a switch on a gunhead off, sound like a bomb (brrt)Slime a bitch out, of coursepromise I ain't never gon' turn on my brotherEverything goes, ain't gotta snipe no hoesWent through the lows, now I'm 'bout to go and cop 'em bothCooking out the pyrex, young nigga sippin' on hi-techFly like a pilot, custom made Louis, all ostrichWent and got a gaffer, ain't have to sell my mastersRiding with a smackerturn your little kid to a bastard (what it do?)Whole lot of cash, yeah, it barely can fit in the bag (yeah)Count up these bands, yeahcount up so fast they crash (ayy)I got these suicide bombers, they ready to smash (suicide)Wipe a nigga nostril, wasn't nothing but an imposter (yeah)Top don dada, so I got a bad bitch roster (yeah, yeah)Soon as I pulled up, everybody 'round me poured upThe drink got no cut, fuck around, a nigga might doze offSpot with no furniture, walk through the bitchgot bowls out (yeah)Look like a stash spot, this that one, we roll outThe one you don't know aboutshe so bad she don't need no cloutFifteen karat wedding ring, ain't even married yet (hold on)I just bought a bad bitch, I'm such a cash man(ayy, say gang)Countin' up so much dog shit it look like cow shitJust popped another x pillI need to be cautious (ayy, say gang)Shorty want it down in her lungschew a nigga up like gum (what up?)Skeeted until I got numb, I was so highCouldn't feel when I cum (ayy, say gang)Trap full of bricks and bread, ayy (ski)Came from the block servin' crumbs (yeah)Seven dollar pull up in the slum, that'll motivate 'emYoung nigga doin' numbers (ayy, say gang)Walk outside the bank, look like a robbery now (ayy, say)Five thousand a pintI'm bout to drank five thou' (ayy, say)Million dollar whips and then some public housing (ayy, say)I can change the flow up, I got different styles(ayy, say gang)Took the g to seven, I'm too high in the clouds (ayy, say)Forty-seven strippers tryna blow me down (ayy, say)Took the g to seven, I'm too high in the clouds (ayy, say)Five thousand a pint, I'm bout to drank five thou'(ayy, say gang)You don't feel what I feel for meRuns dry, babyMy love runs dry, babySee me, I stay light lately
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