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[intro: mango foo]
we got the streets on lock
we ain’t got the time to go back and forth with you n-ggas
just another day on the block
you know what i mean?
real nawf sh-t

[verse 1: mango foo]
young rich n-gga still riding in the bentley
got the .22 on me just like i’m [?]
all my n-ggas k!llers, i put them up on a mission
b-tch i’m in the hood, ain’t talking that [?]
young rich n-gga, all my n-gga worth a ticket
keep the smithen western, ain’t talking ’bout [?]
no meek i’m in philly, i’m tryna come up on a milli
got the birds from houston, i got them singing like they whitney
you want you a brick, call up diablo
in the kitchen, rock up the old just like i’m rocko
you would not be trusting these hoes if you know what i know
i got a rocketed powered on me, don’t call me auto
my plug he got the brick, wrap it up like a burrito
i be in the bando late night shooting ceelo
extendo with the chopper, i’m gonna smoke him like zeebo
b-tch i got money just like the lotto
panamera came with faugi auto

[verse 2: offset]
pulling out the stick and it’s an auto
f-cking on your b-tch, she suck and swallow
hit ’em with the fn with hollows
got a migo plug, get the chicken from a vato
all you n-gga doubted now i’m talking to my pilot
smoking on the cookie while i’m driving in my mozzi
pull up in the lamb, i cut the top off, samurai it
gas bag in the bando, n-gga come and try it
had to spend a hundred thousand cash on my lawyer
b-tches in the kitchen whipping like [?]
i know these old n-ggas mad f-cking on their daughters
welcome to the bando, p-ssy n-gga get extorted
don’t trust a n-gga trap cause a n-gga might short ya
babies in the kitchen cause i’m not gon’ abort them
my n-ggas need me, i’ma support them
i won’t leave them hanging like orphan
get up out my way, a hundred thousand on my plate
i told that b-tch i’ma nut on your face
i’m smoking on that cookie from the bay
i’m running to that money, i’m in shape
smoking on gas while i pour up an eighth
sipping on lean to the face
i had a dream of a wrath, then i went and bought me the wrath

[verse 3: migo domingo]
pull up fire in the wrath
young rich n-gga half a mill in my safe
come from the north where you know you ain’t safe
[?] put the chop in your face
[?] gonna need first place
every time i eat, know i gotta say my grace
hit ’em with the 30, god d-mn it the case
blue benjamins only thing a n-gga taste
meet the plug, run it up, stack it, gotta flip it
say you got the bricks for the low, what’s a ticket
you say you smoke gas but a n-gga smell midget
beat on the block tryna jump like you’re a cricket
hundred round drum shot a movie like [?]
balling on these n-ggas [?] pendant
everybody eating on my team thanksgiving
yrn label that’s how a n-gga living

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