i put the new forgis on the jeep, i trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath cause all my niggas got it out the streets, i keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
i remember hittin the mall with the whole team, now a nigga cant answer calls cause im ballin, i was wakin up, gettin racks in the morning, i was broke, now im rich, these niggas salty
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