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mac 10 on my waist, flooding drip, oozing out my face, jiggy chigga, riding in a benz, running from the feds, hunnid on the dash, me and my goons catching tags, finna double up, double stack, stacking up my cash, i was riding in the coupe w/ ydre making bands, now we making hits, never fold, saucin on ya bitch, whats your name, who is you? cy lakes what? that shit poo, my wrist what? that shit glue, and we shining, switching lanes, and we not the same, grew up different, so ours views is different, now i see it, and we finna make it mafia yeah i claim it, foes wanna act silly, tell em come and get me, i ride round with a choppa, man that shit heavy, pass it to my shooters, and we leave you clueless, it aint a drug bust bc we faded and we zooted, tmf that's that shit i claim, i heard yo bitch was giving dome to whats his name, check my pockets cash is falling, left it on the floor, now you in a drought, checked my bank now it's insane, had to kick some ppl out cuz yall saying that i switched up when i got the big bucks, flying to japan, stacking yen, we don't pop no xans, going global now it's like a chase, you cant ride with me, get up out my face, now we stacking 4 bands get up off the floor man, hit up dro man, he the plug man