Featuring OHB, LuvaBoy TJ, Young Lo, Young Blacc, HoodyBaby,
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[Hook: Luvaboy TJ] Red racks for a hair tied I got k**ers on both sides My team is winnin' by last slide Every day we get them French fries [Verse 1: Young Lo] Blacked out Aventador, Young Lo with the bag f** you little n***as rentin' for? Fixed up your life, paper tags on your wife Fully in it for the night, but the price tag was light (woo) f** boy don’t run Tryna book me for the tec, they ain't know I had a gun Yeah, I came through quarter pack Now I'm bustin’ numbers, bust a play like quarter back RG3, I could disregard for runnin' back Straight n***as stay, used to never get the interstate Lee Ainslie with the bricks, b**h, I’m pushing' heavyweight [Hook: Luvaboy TJ] Red racks for a hair tied I got k**ers on both sides My team is winnin' by last slide Every day we get them French fries [Verse 2: Young Blacc] Look, whatever time it is, f** it, here, I'm goin' in On my bullsh** like the Knicks, but I'm back to winnin' Tell me sue or ten, John stark said he close to kin Subway… If your b**h sell her p**y, course I'ma spend it That’s that D-Boy talk for them drug dealers b**hes left Detroit, f**in' with them thug n***as They say out of town money was the best I'm focused on all this money Lil n***a f** them rest, I got it, I got 'em [Hook: Luvaboy TJ] Red racks for a hair tied I got k**ers on both sides My team is winnin' by last slide Every day we get them French fries [Verse 3: Young Blacc] I should write a book, I love the life of the crime Bein' a millionaire fast Shots make 'em jealous, turn [?] Everywhere I go, white b**hes say I'm gnarly f** what we’re doin', Bentley truck or the Ferrari? .40 on the scene, you can tell your man I’m sorry It's OHB and we f**in’ up the party Flexin', that’s your man shot VVS is made of headshots Hold up, I’m just a bully in a sandbox [Verse 4: HoodyBaby] Rings so big, all these b**hes think I’m rackcellent I just hit a lick with the team, we the champions Hold up now, you gon’ have to count the cash again Marilyn and Marilyn, red light, green light All I know is trafficin', all I know is packagin' All I know is damagin', all I know is come through, chop it up and handle it Check me out I be movin' bricks, I be movin' weight, I be pumpin' bags My next shine they are VVS' [Hook: Luvaboy TJ] Red racks for a hair tied I got k**ers on both sides My team is winnin' by last slide Every day we get them French fries [Verse 5: Chris Brown] 'Cause I work my candy line, pressin' line Run up on a blood, where you from? East Side, Bounty Balifornia And you ain't never hit a lick and have to run up on 'em Virginia n***as know about sellin' on 95 Show up at your door it's Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers Jamaican savages comin' at you, with all the knives Spittin' brazys and goin' crazy like Colombines I got the AK f** your Draco and your .45 (Yeah) You know that he gon' snitch, know that he a b**h 'Cause you know a n***a ballin', know a n***a rich Really been in county, n***a, you know what it is You payin' money for protection, n***a, you a b**h Say it with your chest What you say? What you say? p**y n***a we on the net, runnin' from the fade Know you gon' tell the 12 all about me Know you gon' s** the [?] for workin' n***as, gon' speak Tryna sell you own a**, tellin' all you homies I'ma f** you up in private, so these b**hes don't see I ain't gotta be your favorite, you ain't gotta love me I ain't gotta pay no k**ers, you gotta be k**er free n***a say I'm out all in c**aine Sayin' I'm higher than a motherf**er, okay When I fire your a** up like propane Blaka, blaka with the chopper, we k**in' n***as with no names [Bridge: Luvaboy TJ] You n***as out of it, if you think I'm talkin' sh** Knock, knock the SODMG out the alphabet [Hook: Luvaboy TJ] Red racks for a hair tied I got k**ers on both sides My team is winnin' by last slide Every day we get them French fries