[Verse 1: 3200 Tre]
She like the way I rap, 'cause every bar real
Whatever I can't hold, the car will
I'm in here making bricks do a cartwheel
My shoe full of dope and [?], this a [?]
Kidd told me this the one, he think the beat grew
Did some shit I can't respect, that's all love, but I don't speak to him
I don't think this nigga solid, I can see through him
I'm riding round with 50 grams of [?]
I can't do this shit myself, it's a team effort
How the shirt cost this much and it got three letters?
I don't like the way your litter look, my [?] better
[?] some shit that you was thinking of, but it seem clever

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Yeah I stopped drinking lеan, it's a clean beveragе
And I know my dope clean, 'cause he fiends stretched it
3200 for my jeans, I'm [?] stepping
I'm just tryna [?] call it team preppin
Fuck a beam, I put a camera A.R.P
Snapshot a nigga face before I shoot him in his teeth
We out here tryna get some money, but we ain't clueless to the beef
Baby K kinda tudder, but it's [?] when it speak
I'm the type [?] get the bag and split it with the hood
Told brodie it's a bet, long as the money on the wood
Come from a small city, but I'm big dude, like I'm [?]
You would cut your hands off and wear mine's if you could
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