I'm 'bout my commas
I'm 'bout my come up
Young nigga run up
Run up the summer
Tats on my stomach like Makeveli
Back of the back in the back of Telly's
With the racks in the sac I will rap [?]
They will act real really niggas acting sidity
Ain't no Actavis in the city woah
This for my road dawg this for my this for my road dawg
This for my road dawg this for my this for my road dawg
This for my road dawg this for my this for my road dawg
This for my road dawg this is a real nigga role call
We spend it and get it back
We had invented that
See we on the internet
Fly as an insect
Shine like the moonlight
Told 'em gazuntite
I'm throwing cheese up
Likes it's a food fight
They talking about blowing that dough I tell you I do not believe them
When I was on Codine I went to the store and bought all of the liters
Follow the leader, monkey see monkey do
It was critical bought the [?] went and bought three pair of shoes
Trapping all night you know the rules
Trapping all night it ain't no rules
I pay my dues cop it twos
All I do is sail ship I should go on a cruise
Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Gary Rafael Hill
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