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Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up I'm a seasoned veteran in this bitch Imma let it marinate like this shit some margarine, we ain't come to play Then we got things in the back with them extra extendos Then we play games like Nintendo, then we pull off in the benzo Then I take off in the end zone, we don't give a fuck what he say tho Play with the money like play-doh, then we bust his head like Alfredo He just a fool with the K tho, he can still catch this fade tho I ain't got nun to say tho, so I just let my money talk, yeah it walk Like the plug in the back, we light it up And I told that fuck nigga, catch up, catch up And I told that fuck nigga, catch up, catch up Told that- Fuck nigga, catch up, catch up Just told that fuck nigga, catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that little nigga catch up Ok I'm a little curious, imma get serious And we pull up in that thang, like it's in the furious Aye Fast and Furious, yeah it's just family Call me Dom Toretto, pull up in a range tho And she throw that cake tho, yeah that shit clappin' If we got a issue, we ready for action And I swear on my soul that we never fuckin' lackin Pistol packin' Where we actin' We get the clappin' Let it spray (Let it spray) And you know we ain't come to play today (Play today!) Talkin' shit out his mouth, we let it bang (Let it bang!) Nigga talkin' bad put his ass to shame (His ass to shame!) Yeah that nigga suck, yeah he is a lame (He is lame!) You know we pull up in that bitch like lemonade (Like lemonade!) And his bitch way badder, we finna trade Aye babe I was playin', yeah it was just a phase Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that little nigga catch up (You're crazy!) (Crazy am I?) (You'll see rather I'm crazy or not)
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