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I'm popping, I'm popping, I'm popping like baby girl I don't know how to stop
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going up all the way to the top
I don't know how you feeling, but how am I supposed to cause like you don't ever want talk
Green beam, it hang from my Glock
If they talk to you, aim at they top
I got a boy and he shoot off the whistle
So if you look at me wrong, then we sending out missiles
Boy, this a big ass drac', the fuck do we look like using them petty ass pistols
I'm really finna crash out, take off his dreads, then use that shit as some tinsel
Maybe that's too damn far
Maybe I'm too damn gone yeah, yeah
Baby you is my star, but I am not your pawn yeah, yeah,
I'm not your pawn
I'ma grind until dusk till its dawn
Money tall like it's DC the Don
Bae come over, I'm on what you on
I'm on what you on, so slide to the crib and let's do what you wanna do
You can stay if you vibe with the crew
Bring your friends so my dawg have one too
Too much cash I don't know what to do
You gotta go, I don't mean to be rude