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[Intro]
Hopefully, I'm moving on
Resigning to chill
We've been dealing with some things
The reason, the reason goes particular, ideas are so important to me
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Conway]
Yo, clip so long you got a curve
Right out my mama back hall they got served
Still spitting small heads when we copping 'burbs
I got shot, ate the bullets, they was hors d'oeuvres
I only want it if it's wrapped up
The bullets hit his body like a mac truck
The blue money in the safe stacked up
Gold cuffs on the Ferragamo belt, mac tucked
Ayo, throwing up red sticks, why you niggas starving
Billy hatchback, the prince just saw a nigga balling
Uh, I throw the yay-o on the scale
Rock it and then, get rid of it like McHale
The O.G., white as hell, nigga smell!
12 gold slugs mad Chanel (uhu)
Shoot outs in broad day, baby
100K shipped from Haiti
[Intro]
Hopefully, I'm moving on
Resigning to chill
We've been dealing with some things
The reason, the reason goes particular, ideas are so important to me
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Conway]
Yo, clip so long you got a curve
Right out my mama back hall they got served
Still spitting small heads when we copping 'burbs
I got shot, ate the bullets, they was hors d'oeuvres
I only want it if it's wrapped up
The bullets hit his body like a mac truck
The blue money in the safe stacked up
Gold cuffs on the Ferragamo belt, mac tucked
Ayo, throwing up red sticks, why you niggas starving
Billy hatchback, the prince just saw a nigga balling
Uh, I throw the yay-o on the scale
Rock it and then, get rid of it like McHale
The O.G., white as hell, nigga smell!
12 gold slugs mad Chanel (uhu)
Shoot outs in broad day, baby
100K shipped from Haiti
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