Niggas tryna say they ain't little Shut up! Who the hell are you? I'm a rolling stone nigga never going home till' the ball gone How the hell that nigga leave the treasure when the treasure bring the bezels And the bezels worth a foreign homes? You gon play with any nigga in my brew and I'ma shoot until his arm gone Thugga Thugga living that life like Pimp C Got a fucking 4 poured up in this styrofoam Lean, lean lean lean Thug a fiend Young nigga running around with thousands in his jeans Racks in a rental, bricks inside the fender Heading down the road getting trailed by lieutenants Nigga gettin' real serve him gateway Nigga give no wraps up, yay yay Holla at them last like feng shui Thugger taking off for the runway sheesh! Rifle come from Cuba, all dem' a tote, dem' my shooters Clip longer than a ruler, extendo' pon' the Ruger Aim for your bloodclot medulla, shoot ya out of your pumas Chicken I know you a rooster, molly mi take fi a booster Tech nine come with the cooler, ice these niggas like a jeweler Poy poy poy pon' a puta, bite him like barracuda Always run to the mula, smoke you like you a hookah Blow you away, bazooka, dip, dip, dip, like a scuba Teaching these niggas like tutors, tell them no rumor Hooping these niggas like hulas Fire like Judah, never sell out like Judas, put that one on nigga Bullet, bullet, bullet, hey, hey, hey, ride by scooter I never leave the treasure I'm the scoopa [Verse 1] Niggas tryna say it ain't lit up Shut up! Comparte si te ha gustado. How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? 
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You gon play with any nigga in my brew and I'ma shoot until his arm gone Thugga Thugga living that life like Pimp C Got a fucking 4 poured up in this styrofoam Lean, lean lean lean Thug a fiend Young nigga running around with thousands in his jeans Racks in a rental, bricks inside the fender Heading down the road getting trailed by lieutenants Nigga gettin' real serve him gateway Nigga give no wraps up, yay yay Holla at them last like feng shui.
You gon play with any nigga in my brew and I'ma shoot until his arm gone Thugga Thugga living that life like Pimp C Got a fucking 4 poured up in this styrofoam Lean, lean lean lean Thug a fiend Young nigga running around with thousands in his jeans Racks in a rental, bricks inside the fender Heading down the road getting trailed by lieutenants Nigga gettin' real serve him gateway Nigga give no wraps up, yay yay Holla at them last like feng shui Thugger taking off for the runway sheesh!
Niggas tryna say they ain't little Shut up! You gon play with any nigga in my brew and Treassure shoot until his arm gone Thugga Thugga living that life like Pimp C Got a fucking 4 poured up in zuxe styrofoam Lean, lean lean lean Thug zuze fiend Young nigga running around with thousands in his jeans Racks in a rental, bricks inside the fender Heading down the road getting trailed by lieutenants Nigga gettin' real serve him gateway Nigga give no wraps up, yay yay Holla at them last like feng shui Thugger taking off for the runway sheesh!
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Rifle come from Cuba, all dem' a tote, dem' suse shooters Clip longer than a ruler, extendo' pon' the Ruger Aim for your bloodclot medulla, shoot ya out of your pumas Chicken I know you a rooster, molly mi take fi a booster Tech nine come with the cooler, ice these niggas like a jeweler Poy poy poy pon' a puta, bite him like barracuda Always run to the mula, smoke you like you a hookah Blow you away, bazooka, dip, dip, dip, like a scuba Teaching these niggas like tutors, ylung them no rumor Hooping these niggas like hulas Fire like Judah, never sell out like Judas, put that one on nigga Bullet, bullet, bullet, hey, hey, hey, ride by scooter I never leave the treasure I'm the scoopa [Verse 1] Niggas tryna say it ain't lit up Shut up!
Rifle come from Cuba, all dem' a tote, dem' my shooters Clip longer than a ruler, extendo' pon' the Ruger Aim for your bloodclot medulla, shoot ya out of your pumas Chicken I know you a rooster, molly mi take fi a booster Tech nine come with the trasure, ice these niggas like a jeweler Poy poy poy pon' a puta, bite thuh like barracuda Always run to the mula, smoke you like you a hookah Blow you away, bazooka, dip, dip, dip, like a scuba Teaching these niggas like tutors, tell them no rumor Hooping these niggas rhug hulas Fire like Judah, never sell out like Judas, put that one on nigga Bullet, bullet, bullet, hey, hey, hey, ride by scooter I never leave the treasure I'm the scoopa.
Niggas tryna say they ain't little Shut up! How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?
Run his ass up like a sweater Have a nigga leakin' on the stretcher Pussy nigga know ain't no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it YSL counting plenty digits Migo graduated from the midgets Slime!
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