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Goddamn, BJ made another oneI come through the doorI walk through the doorI turn up for real (I turn up for real)I'm clean in the snow, hoppin' down on yo' hoand you know how that isGotta pour me a fourth for to clean out my grillYou catch up, you can have her, she found me for realRun it up, I been havin', I count up for realThat's a Audi, that's him and mount up in the clear (No)Yeah, bitch want me to turn her on to my swag (My swag)Poppin' these ceils, and I'm poppin' these tagsPopped at that nigga, I popped his hoShoot at them niggas, and pullin' off fastKnow that I put a knew tag on his toeKnow that I'll buy a new bag for the hoKnow that I'll buy a new Jag' on the roadKnow that I'll buy a PT for my brosWhole PT, drink all night longGeek, not sleep don't call my phoneTell that ho, "Leave mе 'lone"She stick on my side if I'm right or wrongShе'll never leave me ohhThey know that I turn up, I turn upI walk in, you know I'm the freshestbeen hustlin' from sun down to the sun upKnow these niggas gon' die, they tried pressin'no interview, no I do not do no pressesWith that money, been liftin', look like I been pressin'I'm likin' her figure I love her complexionYou know that I dig it, I said it, she sexyYeah, bad bitch, young, wildwith long hair (With long hair)Go dumb on that hoe, I turn up on that hoI go buy her and put VVS stones on that ho[?] , take Maybach to the storeI keep factory on, with ForgiatoThey lookin' for YoungBoy like "Where's Waldo? "I come through the doorI walk through the doorI turn up for real (I turn up for real)I'm clean in the snow, hoppin' down on yo' hoand you know how that isGotta pour me a fourth for to clean out my grillYou catch up, you can have her, she found me for realRun it up, I been havin', I count up for realThat's a Audi, that's him and mount up in the clearI get her whenever I want herShe know for a fact that I'm on herThey play and I'm leavin' shit dead on the cornerAt your house, up in trafficwhere ever they catch you lil' niggaYoungin' up the Glizzy tryna bone 'emTryna fuck her it's fuck you lil' niggaKnow we tryn' put you up with your niggasShoot your body, and knock out your liverYeah, bad bitch, young, wildwith long hair (With long hair)Go dumb on that hoe, I turn up on that hoI go buy her and put VVS stones on that ho[?] , take Maybach to the storeI keep factory on, with ForgiatoThey lookin' for YoungBoy like "Where's Waldo? "I come through the darkI walk through the darkI turn up for real (I turn up for real)I'm clean in the snow, hoppin' down on yo' hoeand you know how that isGotta pour me a fourth for to clean out my grillYou catch up, you can have her, she found me for realRun it up, I been havin', I count up for realThat's a Audi, that's him and mount up in the clearGoddamn, BJ made another one
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