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[Intro]
2Solid shit (Yeah)
Nigga livin' like Twin (Livin’ like Twin)
Nigga steppin' like Twin (Steppin' like Twin)
(Shoutout to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
[Chorus]
Gotta get this shit off my chest (Off my chest)
Nigga, God know I’m blessed (I'm blessed)
I signed a deal, I don't gotta stress (I don't gotta stress)
Nah, nigga, hard work, no rest (No rest)
I just started rapping, now I'm the best (I'm the best)
Boy, you crazy, you got a fuckin' TEC (You got a fuckin' TEC)
He a bitch, I lost all my respect (All my respect)
Fucked the ho, psych, I just got the neck (I just got the neck)
[Verse]
My shooter so fire, talkin’ ’bout nothin' but net (Nothin’ but nеt)
I ain't Young Thug, I'll never wear a drеss (I'll never wear a dress)
She wasn’t goin', hmm, I ain't pressed (I ain't pressed)
Told my shooter, "Aim low, but don't hit his toes" (Hit his toes)
Face shot, nigga, where your nose? (Where your nose?)
I'm a real young nigga, shit goin' my way (My way)
Bad bitch see me goin' up, she text me, "Hey" (Hey)
Fire up a fat one, then I start my day (I start my day)
I'm with Bangout, might just make a play (Let's make a play)
I'm with Bangout, put me on that play (I'm on that play)
Bad bitch, I had to text her back, "hey" (Hey, bitch)
2Solid shit (Yeah)
Nigga livin' like Twin (Livin’ like Twin)
Nigga steppin' like Twin (Steppin' like Twin)
(Shoutout to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
[Chorus]
Gotta get this shit off my chest (Off my chest)
Nigga, God know I’m blessed (I'm blessed)
I signed a deal, I don't gotta stress (I don't gotta stress)
Nah, nigga, hard work, no rest (No rest)
I just started rapping, now I'm the best (I'm the best)
Boy, you crazy, you got a fuckin' TEC (You got a fuckin' TEC)
He a bitch, I lost all my respect (All my respect)
Fucked the ho, psych, I just got the neck (I just got the neck)
[Verse]
My shooter so fire, talkin’ ’bout nothin' but net (Nothin’ but nеt)
I ain't Young Thug, I'll never wear a drеss (I'll never wear a dress)
She wasn’t goin', hmm, I ain't pressed (I ain't pressed)
Told my shooter, "Aim low, but don't hit his toes" (Hit his toes)
Face shot, nigga, where your nose? (Where your nose?)
I'm a real young nigga, shit goin' my way (My way)
Bad bitch see me goin' up, she text me, "Hey" (Hey)
Fire up a fat one, then I start my day (I start my day)
I'm with Bangout, might just make a play (Let's make a play)
I'm with Bangout, put me on that play (I'm on that play)
Bad bitch, I had to text her back, "hey" (Hey, bitch)
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