[Chorus: Lud Foe]
I know niggas wanna see me get my shit knocked off
I ain't even fuck her, she want me to go in raw
I ain't even cut the dope or nothing, I serve the shit raw
Line it up, and dope fiends snort the shit through a straw
I'm a god, when I die, they should put me on a cross
When I hit the gas, fire flames come out the exhaust
Pussy nigga gamble with your life, you gotta pay the cost
Pussy nigga made it back, and his stupid ass lost
You got the stupid ass chain, with the stupid ass cross
You got one line to cross, knock your stupid ass off
26's on my rims, and they fresh, these ruchi's
On a rap pass, slow down for that hucci
[Verse 1: Lud Foe]
Riding foreign whips, we ain't sliding in the hoopty
These rap niggas actors, we pull up shooting movies
She wanna be my bitch, but I treat her like a groupie
These red VVS stones, these ain't rubies
These foul guys, make my car look droopy
Your bitch suck my dick in the back of the movies
If you ain't getting no money, they gon treat you like a goofy
Fuck that rap beef, nigga come try to shoot me
Tech 9 don't get hot, cause it got a cooling
I'm hotter than a lot of these niggas, but I'm cooling
Limited addition Gucci shoes, they don't make these
I put 40's on my whip, cause I know niggas hate me
Got a rolly on my right wrist, left an AP
Balling so hard on a bitch like I'm KD
Hit you so hard, I shake trees
We ain't in the same league, we don't get the same cheese
We don't drive the same whips, we don't got the same speed
We don't pop the same pills, we don't smoke the same weed
We don't live the same life, cause you a broke nigga
If I ever go back broke, I'm gonna poke niggas
I know niggas wanna see me get my shit knocked off
I ain't even fuck her, she want me to go in raw
I ain't even cut the dope or nothing, I serve the shit raw
Line it up, and dope fiends snort the shit through a straw
I'm a god, when I die, they should put me on a cross
When I hit the gas, fire flames come out the exhaust
Pussy nigga gamble with your life, you gotta pay the cost
Pussy nigga made it back, and his stupid ass lost
You got the stupid ass chain, with the stupid ass cross
You got one line to cross, knock your stupid ass off
26's on my rims, and they fresh, these ruchi's
On a rap pass, slow down for that hucci
[Verse 1: Lud Foe]
Riding foreign whips, we ain't sliding in the hoopty
These rap niggas actors, we pull up shooting movies
She wanna be my bitch, but I treat her like a groupie
These red VVS stones, these ain't rubies
These foul guys, make my car look droopy
Your bitch suck my dick in the back of the movies
If you ain't getting no money, they gon treat you like a goofy
Fuck that rap beef, nigga come try to shoot me
Tech 9 don't get hot, cause it got a cooling
I'm hotter than a lot of these niggas, but I'm cooling
Limited addition Gucci shoes, they don't make these
I put 40's on my whip, cause I know niggas hate me
Got a rolly on my right wrist, left an AP
Balling so hard on a bitch like I'm KD
Hit you so hard, I shake trees
We ain't in the same league, we don't get the same cheese
We don't drive the same whips, we don't got the same speed
We don't pop the same pills, we don't smoke the same weed
We don't live the same life, cause you a broke nigga
If I ever go back broke, I'm gonna poke niggas
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