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[intro: los]
ayy, yeah

[verse: los]
small fry to a big dog, you a shrimp (shrimp)
two times for the driver, we don’t do no attempts (for life)
we a long way from home, bet i make it back (i make it back)
we might f*ck a few times, but don’t get too attached (yeah)
paid a stack for my jacket, jeans from j*pan
i got n*ggas on the road right now gettin’ jammed (right now)
we gon’ put ’em on the news or the first 48 (first 48)
i’ll be done when i’m done, know that b*tch gon’ wait (know that b*tch gon’ wait)
she might bend, she might fold, but the b*tch won’t break (but the b*tch won’t break)
call me 50 state shawty, you know los switch states (you know los switch statеs)
get you popped for a green case, i don’t pop no pеrcs (no percs)
know my name hold weight, get you popped for a verse (for life)
we got bags on sale, i’m better than that (i’m better than that)
tellin’ other n*ggas’ business, i’m scared of his ass (i’m scared of his ass)
i can hear your heart beatin’, you scared of a run (you scared of a run)
that p*ssy*ass n*gga probably tell if they come (hah)
i be ducked off chillin’, f*ckin’, countin’ money (yeah)
white people even at the truck stops love me (yeah)
f*ckin’ with the daisy, they gon’ crash out for me (crash out for me)
thumbin’ through a hundred, this is spazz out money (this is spazz out money)
we a long way from home, but i’m makin’ it back (i’m makin’ it back)
and we both work the stove like we kenan and kel (like we kenan and kel)
i put pictures on the wall and painted my cell (i painted that sh*t)
i’m just tryna get these m’s, then go back to my shelf (go back to my shelf)
n*ggas tough tone ’til a .38 slug hit ’em (brrt, brrt, brrt)
n*ggas like to f*ck sh*t up, so i don’t plug n*ggas (i don’t plug n*ggas)
i’m a dog in the grass with a camo jacket (with a camo jacket)
i come from layin’ n*ggas down, but right now, i’ll cash it (right now, i’ll cash it)
i’ma start prayin’ for these b*tch*ass n*ggas (b*tch*ass n*ggas)
court cases, bond money, know that sh*t come with it (know that sh*t come with it)
this for all my real street n*ggas died on clements (died on clements, for life)
a bunch of dog food in the town, they send it (town, they send it)
daisy lane records, n*gga (what?)
chump change to a big timer (come on)
got my foot in the game, i ain’t do no d*ck*ridin’ (i ain’t do no d*ck*ridin’)
got hoes in competition like vh1 (like vh1)
know i get the bag sold ‘fore this sh*t even come (word)
i was thinkin’ long*term, they went dame dash (they went dame dash)
most my hoes too expensive with your cheap ass (with your cheap ass)
like rick owens, van cleef (what?), she want all the basic sh*t
take her on dates, they on brooks, he mr. break a—

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