[Hook: Young Adz]
Ouch, come fuck with us, we the realest in the south
Cross the line and Ricky go tape up your house
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain
I need that money so wide that I cannot count
Ask the nitties and they'll tell you word of mouth
It's no secret, yeah we really been about
I got her wet, she squirting squirting like a fountain
Call me L.A, yeah you know that's large amounts
[Verse 1: Abra Cadabra]
Man was trapping in the bando for some new kicks
I remember Faisal telling me he needs some new whips
Now they got my brother in the jailhouse for some bullshit
He don't even know when I'm about to release a new vid
I dont know (I don't know)
I don't know (I don't know)
With all these milli' views, why? 'Cause we still whipping up dough
This the life we living bro, I put my soul in it
I told my bro don't put your loud on them scales, it's got coke on it
[Interlude: Abra Cadabra]
Lord, I beg you clean my soul
I seen them take 'nough from my bros
It don't even hurt no more
It keeps happening and happening again, it's the sword that's gone sore
Lord, I beg you clean my soul
I seen them take 'nough from my bros
It don't even hurt no more
It keeps happening and happening again, it's the sword that's gone sore
Ouch, come fuck with us, we the realest in the south
Cross the line and Ricky go tape up your house
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain
I need that money so wide that I cannot count
Ask the nitties and they'll tell you word of mouth
It's no secret, yeah we really been about
I got her wet, she squirting squirting like a fountain
Call me L.A, yeah you know that's large amounts
[Verse 1: Abra Cadabra]
Man was trapping in the bando for some new kicks
I remember Faisal telling me he needs some new whips
Now they got my brother in the jailhouse for some bullshit
He don't even know when I'm about to release a new vid
I dont know (I don't know)
I don't know (I don't know)
With all these milli' views, why? 'Cause we still whipping up dough
This the life we living bro, I put my soul in it
I told my bro don't put your loud on them scales, it's got coke on it
[Interlude: Abra Cadabra]
Lord, I beg you clean my soul
I seen them take 'nough from my bros
It don't even hurt no more
It keeps happening and happening again, it's the sword that's gone sore
Lord, I beg you clean my soul
I seen them take 'nough from my bros
It don't even hurt no more
It keeps happening and happening again, it's the sword that's gone sore
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