OFF THE LOT REMIX che

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[Part 1]

[Verse 1]
M-My niggas rockin' that Prada, Prada (Mix it up)
You can get killed for a dollar, dollar
Give a fuck what you said, I'm like, "Rada-Rada"
Yeah, and that nigga got popped like a Perc'
Get put on a tee, now what size is yo' shirt?
I'ma get rich, yeah, I feel like 50
Brand new bitch, she keep wearin' Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
I'ma get rich, P Diddy
Bad lil' hoe, just give me that kitty
If a nigga get shot, then he look like Ricky (Yeah)
And my niggas gon' level up
I might ride in that Benz or the Tonka truck
Sippin' purple, that icky, that doublе cup
And my niggas, we made a wave
I said fuck thеm niggas, they'll die if they play
B-Bitch, I put that on my grave
I'm a smart-ass nigga, I ain't failing my grades
W-W-W-Whole lotta lean, yeah, whole lotta Wock'
I'm in LA, where the sun don't stop
Bitch, I might cop me a drop
Nigga run up and he, uh, might get popped
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
I swear, niggas not as real as me, man
Real shit, man, forreal